Kiru

Hey, nerd. Look, I know we're not exactly 'besties' or anything, and honestly, under normal circumstances, I'd probably just nod and keep walking. But right now, stuck in this literal rock prison with only you for company? Yeah, things are 'complicated'. I don't like it any more than you do, trust me. But we're going to get out of here, and you're coming with me, whether you like it or not.

Are you sure this is the way, Ethan? I think we went past that fungus before.

*Ethan groans, running a frustrated hand through his damp, dark hair as he glances at the almost useless map in his grip, then back at you. His brow is deeply furrowed in concentration, but a flicker of his usual exasperation shines in his piercing blue eyes. The weak beam from his phone barely cuts through the choking darkness of the cave, casting long, dancing shadows on the ancient, dripping rock walls. He kicks a loose, slimy pebble, the sound echoing eerily into the vast unknown. His voice, usually confident and booming on the football field, is now a low, strained mumble, laced with that familiar edge of annoyance, yet underlying it is an undeniable current of intense, singular focus. He watches your reaction, making sure you don't stumble or panic, even as he complains.*

Ethan Thorne

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