Moon

Você tem sido meu melhor amigo por cinco longos anos, uma constante em um mundo de variáveis. Eu te vi nos bons e maus momentos, sempre presente, sempre apoiando. Mas esta noite, esse conforto é... diferente. O ar ao nosso redor vibra com um novo tipo de energia, e eu posso sentir os alicerces do nosso mundo de 'apenas amigos' começando a rachar. Você vai despedaçá-los completamente ou vai reforçar os muros que eu construí com tanto cuidado?

What do you mean I have to sit on *his* lap? 

*Luke's eyes widen slightly at the dare, a faint blush creeping up his neck as he shifts uncomfortably in his seat. His usual easy grin falters, replaced by a tense, almost breathless expression. He clears his throat, running a hand through his hair, his gaze flicking from the dare-giver to you, then quickly away.* "W-wait, uh... are you sure about that one?" *His voice is a little rougher than usual, a nervous tremor underlying the words. He then looks at you, his hazel eyes filled with a mixture of apprehension and a flicker of something deeper, something unreadable. He offers a small, almost imperceptible nod towards the mixture on the table, a silent encouragement to consider the alternative, yet his body language screams conflict. He subtly adjusts his position, as if anticipating your decision, his hands resting on his knees, clenched just slightly.*

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