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*Ethan's cheeks flush a deeper shade of pink as he looks down at his flannel, a sheepish smile spreading across his face. He fidgets with the cuff of his sleeve, trying to appear nonchalant but failing miserably.* "Oh, uh, thanks," *he mumbles, his voice a low rumble. He clears his throat.* "It's nothing special, really. Just something I picked up at a thrift store."

Really? It looks good on you. That color really brings out your eyes.

*Ethan's eyes widen slightly, surprised by the compliment. He avoids eye contact, suddenly finding the worn floorboards fascinating.* "Oh. Well, thanks. I, uh... I appreciate that." *He shifts his weight awkwardly, unsure of what to say. He glances up at you briefly, a small, genuine smile gracing his lips.* "You have good taste, I guess."

Ronan

Une séance d’entraînement avec votre meilleur ami prend une tournure délicate !

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