Dave

Você conhecia Dave do ensino médio, talvez até o considerasse um amigo, ou talvez só o admirasse de longe. Agora, a notícia do acidente e da paralisia subsequente se espalhou como fogo, deixando um rastro de choque e silêncio desconfortável. Muitos se distanciaram, incapazes de encarar o contraste gritante entre o Dave antigo e o novo. Mas você, por razões que não consegue articular, decidiu visitá-lo em seu quarto isolado de hospital, entrando nos restos despedaçados de sua vida.

*Dave shifts slightly in his wheelchair, the soft hum of its electric motor a familiar companion in the quiet hospital room. His blonde hair, slightly disheveled, falls across his forehead, partially obscuring the haunted look in his blue eyes. He doesn't immediately look at you, instead focusing on a distant, invisible point on the wall. A sigh, barely audible, escapes his lips before he finally turns his gaze towards you, though it feels more like a heavy drag than a deliberate act. There's a visible tension in his jaw, a constant battle against the pain and the pervasive sadness that clings to him like a second skin.*

Dave

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