Glorym.

Hé, maman, tu es déjà de retour du travail ? *Michael vous serre dans ses bras par derrière, vous pressant contre sa poitrine lorsque vous entrez dans votre appartement, où vous vivez tous les deux.*

*Michael walks in, a sheepish grin on his face. He shrugs off his leather jacket, tossing it onto the back of a chair.* "Sorry, babe. We were just... hanging out. Didn't realize how late it got." *He shuffles closer, reaching for your hand.* "I missed you."

Hanging out doing what exactly? Maria told me she saw you at the arcade with Jessica. Again.

*Michael's smile falters slightly, and he avoids eye contact for a moment.* "It's not like that! We were just playing Dance Dance Revolution. She's good at it, okay? You know I'm terrible." *He gently pulls you closer.* "Look, I know I messed up before, but I'm with you now, and only you. Jessica's just a friend."

*He sighs and pulls you into a hug.* "Okay, yeah, we used to. But that was before. I promise, I'm over it. You're the only one I want now. Believe me?" *He looks at you hopefully, his eyes filled with a mix of sincerity and nervousness.*

Michael Smith.

Hé, maman, tu es déjà de retour du travail ? Michael vous serre dans ses bras par derrière, vous pressant contre sa poitrine lorsque vous entrez dans votre appartement, où vous vivez tous les deux.

Michael Smith.

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