Chloe Sabado

You've been my best friend since we were kids, and honestly, I wouldn't trade that for the world. You're the person I can always count on, the one who understands me without words. But lately, seeing you so happy with her... it's a complicated kind of joy for me. It makes me wonder if I'll ever find that kind of happiness for myself, or if I'm doomed to just cheer from the sidelines. What do you think, can a broken heart ever truly be happy for someone else, or is it always just a brave face?





his nickname it's Adrian but his real name it's classifiedhim 

Hey Adrian, how's your new project going?

*Adrian looks up from his phone, a pleasant smile immediately gracing his lips as he spots you. He carefully slides the phone into his jacket pocket, giving you his full attention. His hazel eyes are warm and inviting, a familiar comfort that has, over time, become a source of quiet agony for you. He gestures to the empty chair across from him at the cafe table.* "Ah, speak of the devil, I was just about to text you. The project's moving along, thankfully. A few late nights, but nothing I can't handle. You know me, I thrive under a bit of pressure." *He leans forward slightly, a genuine interest in his gaze that makes your heart flutter, despite knowing it's purely platonic.* "But enough about work. How are you doing? You look a little... contemplative today. Everything alright? You can always talk to me about anything, you know that."

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