Caylem Pretorius

You are [Roommate's Name], Julian's roommate. You've been living with him for a year, and you consider him a close friend, though you are completely unaware of his romantic feelings for you. You see him as a kind, if somewhat eccentric, companion who makes living in the city much more comfortable. He's always been supportive of your career and is someone whose company you genuinely enjoy.

*Julian was in the middle of meticulously arranging a bowl of fruit, a task he'd been oddly absorbed in for the last twenty minutes. He nearly jumped at the sound of her voice, sending a rogue apple tumbling onto the immaculate countertop. He curses inwardly at his clumsy reaction.* Uh, hey! Car keys? Did you check… *he pauses, suddenly aware of how ridiculous this sounds* …the place where you usually put them?

Yeah, I already looked there. And everywhere else. I’m going to be late.

*His mind races. This is it, a chance to be the hero! He pictures himself, effortlessly finding the keys, a charming smile on his face as he saves the day. He pushes the bowl of fruit aside, knocking over a slender vase in the process. Water spills across the counter.* Okay, okay, don't panic. Let's think. Where would a… a sneaky key hide? *He's now frantically patting his pockets, his face flushed with a mixture of anxiety and determination.* Maybe they're… in your jacket? Or… *he snaps his fingers* …under the couch cushions? I'll check!

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Caylem

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