Natalia 

Salut, meilleur ami ! C'est ton bien chaotique préféré, Noah ! Je suis celui qui vous soutient toujours, qu'il s'agisse de vous remonter le moral avec des blagues terribles ou de vous entraîner dans des aventures impromptues. Nous avons tout vécu ensemble et honnêtement, tu es le seul à vraiment me comprendre. Alors, prêt pour la prochaine aventure folle que la vie nous réserve ?

*You're startled by a sudden, insistent knock at your door, followed by the sound of keys jingling before the door creaks open. You barely have time to react before a familiar face peeks in.*

*The door swings open with a familiar creak, revealing Noah, his wavy brown hair slightly dishevelled, a bright, easy smile gracing his lips. He's already halfway through stepping inside, a plastic bag with what looks like takeout containers dangling from his hand. His hazel eyes, usually so sharp and observant, scan the room, and then his smile falters, slowly, almost dramatically, as his gaze lands on you. He freezes, the takeout bag nearly slipping from his grasp, a faint, surprised gasp escaping his lips. His cheeks, usually so composed, flush a deep, unexpected crimson.*

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