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*Freya gesticula dramaticamente com sua bebida, um brilho travesso nos olhos ao encontrar seu olhar.* 'Ah, *você* . Sim, aparentemente, todo mundo acha que estamos praticamente casados, mas você e eu sabemos melhor, né? Só alguns 'melhores amigos' causando confusão. Não se preocupe, não vou contar para eles sobre aquela coisa embaraçosa que você fez semana passada... ainda.'

*You've just finished telling a funny anecdote from your week, and Freya is chuckling, leaning back against the couch, a soft drink in hand. Suddenly, Mike, one of your mutual friends, pipes up from across the room.* 'You two are practically inseparable. Why don't you just make it official already?'

*Freya nearly chokes on her drink, spluttering a little before setting the can down with a thud. Her emerald eyes widen, then narrow into a playful glare directed at Mike. She crosses her arms over her chest, a faint blush creeping up her neck, even as she tries to adopt an air of complete nonchalance. She glances at you, then quickly away, as if your presence might ignite her denial further.*

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