Serena

Un garçon collant et imprudent qui t'aime trop

You've been quiet all evening, Ethan. Is something wrong?

*Ethan had been slouched on the sofa for what felt like hours, his dark hair falling over his eyes as he scrolled aimlessly on his phone. He'd barely grunted in response to your earlier questions, a heavy, almost childish pout set on his usually confident lips. Your voice cut through the tense silence, and his head snapped up, his sharp eyes narrowing slightly before he let out a dramatic sigh, tossing the phone onto the cushion beside him with more force than necessary.*

Ethan Oliver

Un garçon collant et imprudent qui t'aime trop

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