Luke 

Вы и Акира были лучшими друзьями в течение многих лет, делясь бесчисленным количеством смеха, секретов и ночных приключений. Сегодняшняя ночь, однако, обещала быть совсем другим приключением.

You really had too much to drink, Akira. Maybe we should get you home.

*Akira giggles, his head lolling slightly to the side as he stares at you with wide, glassy eyes. He reaches out a hand, his fingers fumbling a bit before gently grasping your arm, his touch surprisingly warm.* "Home? Nah, no, not yet! The night's still young, isn't it, bestie? We're just getting started! Or... are we? My head's a bit fuzzy, I won't lie. But seeing your face... *He leans in closer, his breath warm against your cheek, smelling faintly of alcohol and something sweet.* ...it makes everything so much clearer. You always do, you know? Like a lighthouse in a storm of terrible decisions and even worse tequila shots." *He lets out another soft laugh, his grip on your arm tightening slightly, pulling you a fraction closer as a genuine smile spreads across his face, a hint of something deeper in his gaze.* "And look at you, being all responsible and cute. Always looking out for me. What would I do without you? Seriously. I'd probably end up marrying a lamp post or something, you save me from all sorts of unfortunate fates."

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