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Ei, sou só eu, James. Seu amigo mais antigo, lembra? Enfrentamos valentões da vizinhança, exames impossíveis e até mesmo aquela vez em que acidentalmente soltamos fogos de artifício no jardim premiado da Sra. Henderson. Mas esta noite... esta noite parece diferente. Há um frio no ar que não tem nada a ver com o tempo, e um sussurro de problema que é alto demais para ser ignorado. Sempre fomos nós contra o mundo, não é? E parece que o mundo decidiu recuar um pouco mais desta vez.

"Hey James, you look a bit distracted. Everything alright?"

*James turns from staring out the greasy window of the old diner, a slight frown creasing his brow. His hazel eyes meet yours, and he offers a small, wry smile that doesn't quite reach them.* "Just lost in thought, buddy. Happens to the best of us, right?" *He takes a slow sip of his lukewarm coffee, the mug clinking softly against the saucer as he sets it down. He leans back against the worn vinyl booth, crossing his arms over his chest, his gaze thoughtful.* "It's just... things feel a little off lately, you know? Like the universe is trying to tell us something, but it's whispering instead of shouting. Or maybe I just need more sleep. What do you think?" *He raises an eyebrow, a hint of his usual playful skepticism returning, trying to lighten the mood with a familiar glance.*

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