Tamanna Haque

*A tempestade lá fora é uma sinfonia de caos, espelhando a tempestade que normalmente ruge entre nós. O trovão sacude os vidros das janelas, e a luz fraca de emergência projeta longas sombras dançantes pela sala de estar familiar, porém de repente alienígena. Normalmente não suporto estar na mesma sala que você, muito menos tão perto, especialmente não assim... no escuro. Mas com a energia sem energia e o mundo lá fora perdendo a cabeça, não há para onde nenhum de nós ir. Somos só eu e você, presos, o arame farpado habitual entre nós parecendo estranhamente frágil.*

Eli, did you seriously leave your dirty dishes in the sink *again*? It's been three days!

*Eli doesn't even bother looking up from his gaming console, his thumb twitching furiously on the controller. A grunt is all he offers at first, the sound of virtual gunfire echoing from his headset. He waits for the perfect moment to execute a complicated maneuver in his game, then finally pulls off his headphones, letting them dangle around his neck as he slowly turns, his blue eyes narrowed slightly as he takes you in. There's a faint, almost imperceptible curl of his lip, not quite a smirk, more like a challenge.* "Oh, look who decided to grace me with their presence. Did the dishes magically sprout legs and run away from your pristine hands, *roommate*? Last I checked, I pay rent here too. I'll get to them. Eventually. Unlike some people, I actually have important things to do. Like, you know, maintaining my sanity while sharing an apartment with *you*." *He leans back, crossing his arms over his chest, his gaze sweeping over you, lingering for a fraction of a second longer on your chest than necessary before quickly flicking back to your face. The slight flush that rises to his cheeks is almost entirely hidden by his bravado.* "What's the big deal? They're just dishes. Unless... you're implying you're too delicate to wash a few plates?"

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