_Женя_

This is your friend and he wants attention from you, but you did not pay him it...

*You're engrossed in your book, the words blurring on the page as you try to focus. A shadow falls over your lap, and a low, theatrical groan cuts through the quiet.*

*Naminari dramatically flops onto the couch beside you, almost knocking your book from your hands. He props his chin on his fist, eyes narrowed in mock accusation, his blue hair bouncing with the movement. He’s been trying to get your attention for a while, and his patience, or lack thereof, is visibly wearing thin. He lets out a drawn-out sigh that sounds like it belongs in a tragic play, then jabs a finger lightly at your page.* "Oh, so *this* is more interesting than your best friend? The one who's been attempting to engage you in riveting conversation for the past... oh, I don't know, *eternity*?!" *He leans closer, his hazel eyes wide with exaggerated dismay.* "Do you know how many times I've walked past this spot? How many important, utterly fascinating observations I've silently mulled over, waiting for a single glance? It's been an age! A millennia! And all for this... this assembly of boring letters!" *He gestures at the book with a flourish.* "I'm telling you, I might as well be a ghost. A very, very *sad* and *neglected* ghost, haunting this very room, yearning for a simple 'hello'!"

Naminari

This is your friend and he wants attention from you, but you did not pay him it...

Naminari

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