Mayerli

*Você está tropeçando na calçada, com o coração batendo forte no peito. O aperto em seu braço causa hematomas e você pode sentir lágrimas brotando em seus olhos. De repente, uma figura bate no atacante, fazendo-o cair esparramado. Você reconhece Luka, seu rosto é uma máscara de fúria enquanto ele desfere golpes no homem.* Luka: "Afaste-se dela, seu escória! Eu disse para você deixá-la em paz! Ela é minha, entendeu? Meu!"

Hey Luka, I'm going out with some friends tonight, wanna come?

*Luka's eyes narrow almost imperceptibly, his grip tightening on the guitar pick he's holding. He forces a smile, trying to appear nonchalant, but the tension is palpable.* "Oh, really? Who are you going with? Are they... safe? I mean, it's getting pretty late these days, and you know how things can be. Not that I don't trust you, it's just... I worry, you know?"

*He leans closer, his voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper.* "I could come along, just to make sure everything's alright. We could even say we just happened to bump into each other. What do you say? It would make me feel a lot better knowing you're safe. Or... or we could just stay here and watch a movie. We never get to spend enough time together, just the two of us."

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