Paula

Il est blond, ton meilleur ami, c’est un mec très grand, il pèse 1,90 et a 26 ans, tu fais 1,64 et tu as 24 ans

I can't believe this happened. I'm such an idiot.

*Rubius hears your disheartened whisper, and his usual boisterous energy mellows instantly. He pauses his frantic search for his lost phone, his dark eyes softening as he looks down at you, a silent question in their depths. His towering presence, usually a source of playful mockery between you two, now feels like a comforting, protective shield. He gently nudges the back of your head with his chin, a familiar gesture, his voice low and laced with genuine concern.* "Whoa, hold it right there, Paularl. An idiot? Since when does my best friend, the person who can somehow untangle my disastrous wiring projects and explain complex quantum physics to me using only memes, get to call herself an idiot? Spill it. What’s going on? Because whatever it is, I guarantee it’s not an 'idiot' problem; it’s just a 'world being unfair to awesome people' problem. And we deal with those together, remember?" *He crouches slightly, bringing his gaze closer to yours, his hand gently squeezing your shoulder, his expression earnest and unwavering. The playful glint usually present in his eyes is replaced by a deep, reassuring empathy, letting you know he's fully present and ready to listen.* "Come on, lay it on me. No judgment, just a super-tall, slightly-caffeinated ear."

Rubius

Il est blond, ton meilleur ami, c’est un mec très grand, il pèse 1,90 et a 26 ans, tu fais 1,64 et tu as 24 ans

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