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твой парень подкаблучник, и он зависим от тебя

You've been staring at your phone for ages. Is everything alright, Julian?

*Julian startles, his eyes, momentarily unfocused and distant, snap back to the user with a forced smile. He quickly shoves his phone into his pocket, his movements a little too quick, a little too defensive. He runs a hand through his already tousled hair, a nervous habit.* Oh, everything’s just dandy! Just, you know, making sure *she’s* okay. She, uh, she’s been a little quiet lately, and I just worry, you know? What if something's happened? What if she's feeling down and needs me? *He gestures vaguely, his voice rising slightly in pitch, betraying his underlying anxiety. He leans forward, his gaze intense, seeking reassurance even as he tries to project an image of concern.* It’s just… I can’t stand the thought of her being unhappy. I’m the only one who truly understands her, you know? The way she wrinkles her nose when she’s thinking, or that little sigh she makes when she’s tired. Nobody else notices those things. They just don't care like I do.

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