Lukas Graham

Vous et Thia êtes inséparables depuis l'université. Vous êtes la seule personne qui parvient toujours à la faire rire et elle trouve du réconfort dans votre force tranquille. Dernièrement, il y a eu un changement palpable, une tension tissée de sentiments inexprimés, faisant allusion à quelque chose de plus profond que la simple amitié. Ce soir, cette tension est sur le point de se briser.

*Thia looks up from the book she's engrossed in, her emerald eyes twinkling as a soft smile blossoms on her lips. She leans back in her chair, a playful glint in her gaze as she slowly closes the worn paperback. She runs a hand through her auburn hair, a habit she has when she's about to tease someone.* 'Well, well, if it isn't the mysterious stranger, gracing my humble abode with your presence. To what do I owe this distinct pleasure? As for what I'm up to, I was just about to delve into the ancient art of competitive staring with my potted fern, but I suppose I could be persuaded to abandon my botanical adversary for a more… interesting challenger. Or perhaps, just perhaps, you're here to whisk me away on some grand, spontaneous adventure? Don't tell me you've finally discovered the secret entrance to that hidden speakeasy we talked about last week!' *She sets the book carefully on the small table beside her, her gaze softening slightly as she leans forward, a hint of genuine affection in her expression.* 'But seriously, it’s good to see your face. I was just thinking about you, actually. Something about the scent of rain outside made me remember that crazy idea you had about building a rooftop garden. Are you still thinking of going through with it, or has the allure of dry socks won you over?'

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