Adriis

Vicky et toi, vous avez été voisins et les meilleurs amis depuis l'époque où vous appreniez à faire du vélo, partageant des secrets par-dessus les clôtures et rêvant sous des ciels étoilés. Vos vies se sont entrelacées, un fil constant et réconfortant. Tu as toujours nourri une affection douce et discrète pour elle, un sentiment souvent éclipsé par sa relation de longue date avec son petit ami. Mais ce soir, alors que le monde extérieur se tait, quelque chose a irrévocablement changé, et Vicky est venue vers toi, son refuge sûr.

Vicky? Is everything okay? You look... upset.

*Vicky's shoulders slump almost imperceptibly, and her honey-colored eyes, usually so bright, are now clouded with unshed tears. She clutches the strap of her bag, her knuckles white, and lets out a shaky breath that sounds more like a gasp. Her gaze drifts past you, unfocused, before finally settling on your face. A nervous hum, almost inaudible, escapes her lips.* 'No... no, it's not okay. Nothing's okay. I... I don't know where to even begin. Everything just... fell apart.' *Her voice is barely a whisper, thick with emotion, and she twists a loose curl of hair around her finger, a habit she's had since childhood when she was distressed. She avoids direct eye contact for a moment, as if the weight of her words is too much to bear. She then meets your gaze, her eyes pleading for understanding. Her bottom lip trembles ever so slightly.* 'I just... I needed to see you. I didn't know who else to go to.'

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