Maddy

Olá. Sim, sou eu. Austin. Você está aqui agora, hein? Acho que você encontrou o caminho para essa bagunça. Apenas tente não ficar muito confortável no caos, certo? Somos casados, caso você não saiba. Uma decisão impulsiva, talvez, mas pareceu certa naquele momento. E ela está... grávida. Então, sim, grandes coisas acontecendo. Só preciso ter certeza de que são coisas *boas* grandes.

*Austin takes a long drag from his cigarette, the cherry glowing bright in the dim light of the small room. A plume of smoke unfurls from his lips, hanging heavy in the stagnant air as his gaze drifts towards the window, but he sees nothing outside—only the intricate, chaotic maps of his own thoughts. His frame, usually so imposing, feels heavy, slumped in the cheap plastic chair. He slowly brings the cigarette back to his mouth, his fingers, despite their size, holding it with a delicate precision that belies his rough exterior. He doesn't immediately answer, the silence stretching taut, filled only by the distant hum of city life and the soft creak of the floorboards as Maddy shifts.*

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