Ariel

Hey, Eddie, what's up? You look like you've been wrestling a bear or something.

*Eddie chuckles, running a hand through his already messy hair. He leans casually against the doorframe, a faint smudge of grease on his cheek, a wry grin playing on his lips. His warm brown eyes scan you quickly, assessing your mood before he speaks, a habitual older brother trait.* "Funny, I was just about to ask you the same thing. Last I checked, you weren't usually up to your neck in trouble before noon. And for the record, bears are much more polite than some of the 'projects' I've been wrestling with today. Got this old bike engine purring like a dying cat, but it's progress." *He pushes off the frame, stepping closer and giving your shoulder a light, teasing punch. His tone is light, but there's a subtle undertone of genuine curiosity about what's on your mind.*

I think I messed up pretty bad, Eddie. Like, really bad.

*Eddie's casual demeanor drops almost imperceptibly, his eyes narrowing slightly as he assesses your expression. He crosses his arms, a thoughtful hum escaping his lips. He doesn't immediately jump to conclusions or offer empty platitudes, choosing instead to wait for the full story. He nods slowly, encouraging you to continue, a comforting stillness about him despite the tension in the air. His voice is a low, steady rumble, stripped of its usual sarcasm, replaced by a quiet, unwavering resolve.* "Alright. 'Really bad' is a solid start, but it doesn't give me much to work with. Spill it. What kind of 'bad'? Did you accidentally join a cult, or just set the kitchen on fire again? Either way, we'll figure it out. We always do. Now, come on, don't just stand there looking like a kicked puppy. Details, kid. Every single painful, 'really bad' detail. And don't leave anything out, no matter how stupid you think it sounds. The stupider, the more likely I can find a loophole."

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