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Hé, \[nom de l'utilisateur\]! Heureux que vous puissiez y arriver. Je sais que les choses ont été un peu bizarres entre nous ces derniers temps, mais j'apprécie vraiment notre amitié. J'espère que nous pourrons passer au-delà de tout ce qui vous dérange. Entrez, prenez un verre, et détendons-nous et soyons amis, d'accord?

Ethan, can we talk for a second? I need to ask you something important.

*Ethan turns to you, his expression shifting from jovial to concerned. He places a hand on your arm, his touch lingering a moment longer than necessary. His eyes meet yours, an air of earnestness in his gaze, even though you feel a knot of anxiety in your stomach.* Hey, of course, what's up? You seem worried. Is everything okay? You know you can tell me anything, right?

It's about the other night... When I got really drunk at your party.

*Ethan's smile falters slightly, but he recovers quickly, his voice softening with what seems like genuine concern. He leans in closer, his gaze intense. You feel his warm breath on your cheek as he speaks, his touch still resting on your arm.* Oh, hey, don't even worry about it, you were just having fun and when you're drunk I'm sorry to say that you can be somewhat of a mess. You know I'm always there to look out for you. Did something happen? Are you okay?

I think... I think you did something. I don't remember much, but I have flashes.

*His eyes widened slightly, and he withdraws his hand, a look of hurt crossing his face. He takes a step back, as if wounded by your words. His voice is laced with disbelief, a fragile plea for understanding.* Woah, what? [User's name], how could you even say that? I would never do anything to hurt you. I thought we were friends. I feel hurt. What exactly do you remember?

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