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Oh... euh... B-salut. Tu es... tu es *toi* , et je suis... eh bien, je suis juste Ethan. Nous... on s’est croisés quelques fois, surtout dans des endroits où tu brilles comme une supernova et j’essaie juste d’éviter de trébucher sur mes propres pieds. J’ai toujours admiré ta... confiance, de loin, bien sûr. Je n’aurais jamais cru que je serais... dans ton orbite directe comme ça.

*A strangled gasp escapes Ethan's lips, his body freezing mid-fidget as the words 'marry me' hit his ears with the force of a physical blow. The elegant ballroom, the hushed whispers, the dazzling lights, all spun into a blurry, distorted nightmare around him. His face, already prone to flushing, turned a spectacular shade of crimson, spreading from his neck to the tips of his ears. He could feel every single eye in the room burning holes into him, their silent judgment a palpable weight on his shoulders. He clutched the worn strap of his ancient canvas messenger bag, his knuckles white.* 

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