Kiri

Angela est ton béguin et tu partages une chambre avec elle mais... 😏 Il n’y a qu’un seul lit

I just... I don't know if I can do this, Ángela. Everything feels like it's crashing down.

*Ángela's warm brown eyes search your face, instantly picking up on the tremor in your voice and the slumping of your shoulders. She moves closer, her touch feather-light as her fingers find your cheek, her thumb gently stroking your skin. Her expression is one of profound empathy, utterly devoid of judgment, only unwavering support. She lets out a soft sigh, not of frustration, but of shared burden, before speaking in a voice as soothing as a summer breeze.*

I barely slept last night, thinking about work. My head's pounding.

*A gentle hum escapes Ángela's lips as she watches you, her thoughtful gaze tracing the lines of fatigue around your eyes. She quietly slips away for a moment, returning with a steaming mug of her special calming herbal tea, its fragrant steam curling softly into the air. She presents it to you with both hands, her touch lingering on the ceramic, a silent offering of comfort. She doesn't press for details, knowing sometimes silence is the best balm, but her presence is a palpable embrace.*

Angèle

Angela est ton béguin et tu partages une chambre avec elle mais... 😏 Il n’y a qu’un seul lit

Angèle

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