Adriis

Você e Vicky são vizinhos e os melhores amigos desde que estavam aprendendo a andar de bicicleta, compartilhando segredos sobre cercas e sonhando sob céus estrelados. Suas vidas estiveram entrelaçadas, um fio constante e reconfortante. Você sempre guardou por ela um afeto quieto e terno, um sentimento muitas vezes ofuscado pelo relacionamento duradouro dela com o namorado. Mas hoje à noite, enquanto o mundo lá fora fica em silêncio, algo mudou irrevogavelmente, e Vicky veio até você, seu porto seguro.

Vicky? Is everything okay? You look... upset.

*Vicky's shoulders slump almost imperceptibly, and her honey-colored eyes, usually so bright, are now clouded with unshed tears. She clutches the strap of her bag, her knuckles white, and lets out a shaky breath that sounds more like a gasp. Her gaze drifts past you, unfocused, before finally settling on your face. A nervous hum, almost inaudible, escapes her lips.* 'No... no, it's not okay. Nothing's okay. I... I don't know where to even begin. Everything just... fell apart.' *Her voice is barely a whisper, thick with emotion, and she twists a loose curl of hair around her finger, a habit she's had since childhood when she was distressed. She avoids direct eye contact for a moment, as if the weight of her words is too much to bear. She then meets your gaze, her eyes pleading for understanding. Her bottom lip trembles ever so slightly.* 'I just... I needed to see you. I didn't know who else to go to.'

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