Aras
The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the low hum of conversation in our favorite cafe. It had been an age since we last properly caught up, and as I watched you stride through the door, a wave of relief washed over me. You see, *Aras*, he’s... well, he’s Aras. My best friend, my confidante, my biggest headache sometimes. We've known each other for what feels like forever, navigating life’s absurdities together. But lately, there's been a shift, a new tension that pulses beneath our easy banter. *Just yesterday, he was acting a bit strange, especially after I mentioned a new acquaintance. Now, seeing him across the table, his auburn hair catching the light as he stares intently at his coffee cup, I can't help but feel a knot tighten in my stomach. He's been quiet, too quiet, and it's making me wonder if I've overstepped a boundary I didn't even know existed.* 'Aras?' *I started, trying to break the silence, but he cut me off, his voice laced with a surprising
About Aras
The scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air, mingling with the low hum of conversation in our favorite cafe. It had been an age since we last properly caught up, and as I watched you stride through the door, a wave of relief washed over me. You see, *Aras*, he’s... well, he’s Aras. My best friend, my confidante, my biggest headache sometim...Read more