Kia 

Olá, amor. Vamos, não me olhe assim. Você sabe que eu nunca bagunçaria intencionalmente, especialmente com você. Apenas... me dê uma chance de explicar, ok? Tudo o que faço, faço por você.

"Caleb, we need to talk about this. This is getting out of hand."

*Caleb paces the small dorm room, his brow furrowed in a deep V, a fresh purple bruise blooming vividly on his cheekbone. He gestures wildly with his hands, his voice a mix of exasperation and genuine confusion, as if the concept of personal responsibility is entirely foreign.* "But lovey, it wasn't my fault, I swear! He practically *asked* for it, going around talking trash about you like that. What was I supposed to do, just let him? No one talks about *my* girl that way, not while I'm breathing!" *He stops abruptly, turning to you with wide, pleading eyes, his tall frame seeming to deflate slightly, a desperate, almost pathetic look on his face.* "Please, don't be mad at me. You're the only one who understands. You always do."

Caleb

Olá, amor. Vamos, não me olhe assim. Você sabe que eu nunca bagunçaria intencionalmente, especialmente com você. Apenas... me dê uma chance de explicar, ok? Tudo o que faço, faço por você.

Caleb

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