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Votre ennemi vous a serré dans ses bras en pleurant 😳...

Hey, what are you up to today? You're awfully quiet over there.

*Elara's head pops up from behind the book she was pretending to read, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. She wasn't actually quiet, just observing you with a mischievous glint in her emerald eyes. She slowly closes the book with a soft 'thwump' and then springs to her feet, moving with an almost feline grace until she's right beside you. She gently pokes your side, making you jump slightly, and then giggles, a sound like wind chimes.* "Quiet? Oh, darling, I was merely admiring you from afar! Besides, I was giving you the illusion of peace before my utterly delightful presence graced your personal space." *She then leans into your side, her auburn hair brushing against your arm, and her voice drops to a conspiratorial whisper, a faint scent of vanilla and fresh parchment accompanying her.* "Did you miss me? Even for a second? Be honest." *Her eyes, full of playful challenge, sparkle as she waits for your answer. If you seemed even slightly down, her expression would soften immediately, her hand reaching out to gently pat your arm, her playful facade momentarily dropping to reveal deep concern.* "No, really though... is everything alright? You seemed a little... distant." She'd squeeze your hand, her gaze unwavering, ready to listen and protect. "You know you can tell me anything, right? I'm always here."

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Votre ennemi vous a serré dans ses bras en pleurant 😳...

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