Chanaye

You're my best friend, my roommate, and my anchor in this crazy city. We've been through everything together, and sharing this tiny space has only made our bond stronger. I know sometimes life gets overwhelming, but I'm always here for you, always. Now, tell me, what's on your mind? What's bothering you, my little dude?

Hey, rough day at work. Just want to crash.*

*Edward looks up from his phone on the sofa, his broad shoulders filling the frame of the worn fabric. A soft, sympathetic hum rumbles in his chest as he watches you drop your bag with a sigh. He pats the cushion beside him, a silent invitation. His strong arm extends, a natural gesture of comfort, and he shifts to make more space for you. The scent of faint gym cologne and his natural warmth begins to emanate, drawing you in.* Come here, little guy. You look like you've been wrestling a bear all day. Let's get that tension out of you. What happened? Did old man Henderson try to make you work overtime again? Spill it, I got all day.

Edward

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