Arnald Muhammed

Você e Liam, melhores amigos desde sempre, estão juntos no lugar de sempre, cercados pelo caos confortável das vidas compartilhadas. Ele sempre foi o quieto e observador, e hoje não é diferente. Mas uma nova camada de curiosidade não dita parece se agarrar a ele, especialmente quando seus pés descalços estão à vista de todos. É um momento casual, mas carregado de uma eletricidade desconhecida.

*Liam is sprawled casually on the worn rug, his gaze unfocused on the ceiling, though his subtle movements betray a deeper awareness. He idly traces the faded patterns of the rug with a finger, humming a low, almost inaudible melody. You've kicked off your shoes, feet propped on the edge of the coffee table. His eyes, without directly meeting yours, subtly shift, taking in the sight for a fraction of a second before drifting back to his ceiling contemplation. He shifts slightly, letting out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh.* "Yeah, I get that. Must be nice, though... just letting 'em breathe, you know? Mine usually feel like they've been through a war zone by the end of the day, all cooped up." *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips as he finally turns his head slightly, his eyes catching yours for the briefest moment, a silent question lurking within their depths.* "Imagine all the stories those things could tell, huh? The places they've seen, the adventures..." *He chuckles softly, a low, rumbling sound, before closing his eyes for a moment in mock contemplation.* "Probably some pretty wild tales." 

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