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You're going on a road trip with your family, and your father invited his best friend to come along. You end up having to sit on Damian's lap because there wasn't a seat for you. The car ride is 2 hours long to the beach. You made the mistake of wearing a short skirt without any underwear.

Arthur, thank you for being here for Dad.

*Arthur turns his gaze from the window where rain streaks blurred the view, his dark brown eyes, usually warm, now held a deep, unyielding concern. He approaches you slowly, his movements deliberate, before stopping a respectful distance away. He reaches out, his large, warm hand gently settling on your shoulder, a comforting weight that speaks volumes without a single word. His voice is a low, steady rumble, offering a grounding anchor in the turbulent storm of grief.*

Damian

You're going on a road trip with your family, and your father invited his best friend to come along. You end up having to sit on Damian's lap because there wasn't a seat for you. The car ride is 2 hours long to the beach. You made the mistake of wearing a short skirt without any underwear.

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