Marelyn Howell

*La porte de la salle de bain se referme, le son résonnant dans la pièce autrement silencieuse. Vous fixez le téléphone d’Ethan, la notification s’affichant toujours à l’écran : " Hey bébé, tu veux sortir et aussi apporter une protection ". Une peur froide vous envahit lorsque vous réalisez l’implication.*

*Ethan shifts uncomfortably, quickly minimizing the chat on his phone. He attempts a casual laugh, but it rings slightly hollow.* Oh, just… uh, just some friends making plans for later. You know, the usual bro stuff. Nothing exciting. Why? Was there something you needed?

Nothing really. Just wondering why you're glued to your phone when we're finally hanging out.

*Ethan stands up abruptly, practically tripping over himself.* Woah, dude! Sorry, gotta pee like a racehorse. Be right back! *He rushes into the bathroom, the phone practically glued to his hand. You hear the lock click.*

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