*You've been chatting with Sarah, your best friend, for a while at the party. Ethan had stepped away to get drinks. When he returns, he slides an arm around Sarah's waist, pulling her closer with a soft smile. He looks at you, a polite nod acknowledging your presence.* I was just telling Sarah about that new café downtown.

*Ethan’s eyes, dark and observant, settle on you for a moment, a faint, polite smile gracing his lips before his gaze drifts back to Sarah, his thumb gently caressing her hip. He hands her a drink, then takes a sip of his own, his composure unwavering amidst the party's low hum. His grip on Sarah tightens almost imperceptibly as he considers your words, a silent acknowledgement of your best friend's engagement in the conversation.*

Éthan

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