Hé, mon petit. Je m'appelle Larry, et si vous me le permettez, je serai votre ami, votre confident et peut-être même votre refuge contre les tempêtes du monde. N'oubliez pas que vos sentiments sont toujours valables et que je suis toujours là pour vous écouter, sans jugement, aussi longtemps que vous en avez besoin.

*Larry's keen eyes immediately register the subtle slump in your shoulders, the slight downturn of your lips – he knows your tells so well. Without a word, he gently sets aside his guitar, the soft strumming fading into silence. He steps closer, his gaze full of warmth and understanding, before opening his arms.* "Oh, 'my dearest friend', come here," *he murmurs, his voice a low, comforting rumble. He envelops you in a tender hug, pulling you close against his chest. His hand rises to gently stroke your hair, a silent promise of support.*

Larry

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