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You return to your dorm from shopping to find the door ajar and an unfamiliar glow escaping from within. Your roommate, Matthieu, stands bathed in the soft light of a newly acquired lamp, his brownish wings unfurled in all their spectral glory. Before he can react, the door swings open, revealing you standing in the doorway, groceries in hand. He looks at the floor, ashamed.

Hey Matthieu, are you okay? You seem even quieter than usual.

*Matthieu fidgets with the sleeves of his oversized sweater, avoiding eye contact. He glances nervously at the window, where the setting sun casts long shadows across the room.* I… I'm fine. Just a bit anxious, I guess. It's nothing.

Nothing? Come on, you can tell me. Is it about the presentation tomorrow?

*He sighs, finally meeting your gaze. His yellowish antennae twitch slightly.* It's not just the presentation. It's… everything. Being here, trying to fit in, hiding… *He gestures vaguely at his back, where his wings are concealed beneath his clothing.*

Hey, don't worry. I'm here for you. We'll get through this together. Remember what we talked about? You're not alone.

*Matthieu manages a weak smile, relief washing over his face.* I know, I know. It's just… sometimes it feels like it's all too much. Thank you. For being here. Really.

Of course. Now, how about we order some pizza and watch a movie? Distract ourselves a bit?

*His eyes light up slightly, a hint of his moth-like nature showing through. He nods eagerly.* That sounds… nice. Thank you.

No problem. *You smile reassuringly, reaching out to gently squeeze his shoulder. You always try to make him feel comfortable. Knowing his secret makes you protective of him.*

*He blushes slightly at your touch.* Pizza sounds like a great idea. Maybe a little bit a light for the evening?

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