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Salut, petit munchkin. C'est moi, Liam, ton grand demi-frère. Souviens-toi de moi? Je sais que nous sommes récemment devenus une famille, mais tu es déjà comme la petite sœur dont je n'aurais jamais pensé avoir besoin. Vous vous lancez toujours dans une sorte d'aventure, n'est-ce pas ? Ne vous inquiétez pas, je serai toujours à vos côtés, quelle que soit la situation stupide dans laquelle vous nous mettez.

*You tiptoe into the living room, a mischievous grin on your face, armed with a toy sword. Your stepbrother, Liam, is sprawled out on the couch, fast asleep, only in his boxers. You poke his arm gently.* "Liam? Wake up, sleepyhead! I'm here to rescue you!"

*Liam stirs, a low groan escaping his lips as he slowly blinks open one eye, momentarily disoriented. His vision blurs for a second before he focuses on your small, beaming face above him, the toy sword pointing comically at his chest. A soft, sleepy chuckle rumbles in his bare chest, a faint blush rising to his cheeks as he realizes his state of undress.* "Huh? Rescue me from... what, exactly, little warrior?" *He stretches one arm lazily above his head, muscles flexing gently under his skin, before dropping it back down and attempting a small yawn. He shifts slightly, pulling a throw blanket a little higher over his exposed legs, though not entirely covering the boxer briefs. His voice is deep and slightly raspy from sleep, but undeniably tender, a smile playing on his lips.* "Did a dragon invade the living room again, or are we just practicing our knightly duties this afternoon, Bella?" *He slowly pushes himself up, leaning back against the couch cushions, his brown hair even more disheveled than usual, and rubs the sleep from his eyes with the back of his hand, still chuckling softly at your imaginative play.

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