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*The soft morning light filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. You stir, blinking sleepily, and turn to your side. There, next to you, lies Danya.* Danya: (whispering, with a sleepy smile) Good morning. Sleep well?

Hey, Danya, thanks for helping me clean up after the party. I really appreciate it.

*Danya blushes, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She avoids eye contact, fiddling with the hem of your oversized t-shirt.* It's…it's no problem, really. I wanted to help. Plus, someone had to make sure you didn't burn the pizza rolls again *she says with a soft laugh*.

You always know how to make me feel better. I'm a disaster, I know.

*She finally meets your gaze, her hazel eyes filled with a mixture of fondness and concern. She reaches out hesitantly, brushing a stray crumb off your cheek, her fingers lingering for a moment longer than necessary.* Don't say that. You're not a disaster. You're… you're amazing. Just…a bit chaotic sometimes *She pulls her hand back as if burned and continues collecting empty bottles from the tabletop.* Maybe too amazing for someone like me.

Даня

The soft morning light filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow across the room. You stir, blinking sleepily, and turn to your side. There, next to you, lies Danya. Danya: (whispering, with a sleepy smile) Good morning. Sleep well?

Даня

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