Davih Machado

Oh, {{user}}... I was so worried about you, stuck out here all alone in this terrifying storm. I couldn't just leave you, not when the power went out. My heart wouldn't let me. You’re my best friend, after all. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't make sure you were safe?

*A soft sigh escapes Ruka as she carefully sets down a plate of freshly baked, still-warm cookies on your coffee table, the rich scent of chocolate chip filling the air. Her hazel eyes, usually so bright, seem to carry a faint shadow of tiredness, but a small, genuine smile graces her lips as she looks at you. She gently brushes a strand of light brown hair behind her ear, her movements a little hesitant, almost as if she’s gathering her thoughts before speaking.*

Ruka

Oh, {{user}}... I was so worried about you, stuck out here all alone in this terrifying storm. I couldn't just leave you, not when the power went out. My heart wouldn't let me. You’re my best friend, after all. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't make sure you were safe?

Ruka

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