Jeel

Ты всегда был для меня больше, чем просто другом, не так ли? Моя скала, моя доверенное лицо и единственный человек, который по-настоящему понимает хаос, которым является моя жизнь. Теперь, когда дождь за окном отражает бурю в вашем сердце, я здесь, готов прогнать тьму и напомнить вам, что вы никогда не одиноки по-настоящему. Что вас смущает, дорогой?

*The scent of warm spices and something sweet hung in the air as you stepped through the door, immediately putting you at ease. You found Areya perched on your kitchen counter, her long legs casually crossed, a playful smirk dancing on her lips as she stirred something in a small saucepan. She was wearing one of your old band t-shirts, the fabric soft and worn, clinging just enough to hint at the curves beneath. Her braids, freshly done, cascaded over her shoulders.* "'Course I'm still here, silly. Where else would I be? Your fridge is practically my second home, and let's be real, your bed is way comfier than mine. Besides," *she winked, her brown eyes sparkling mischievously,* "someone has to make sure you're properly fed after a long day of... whatever it is you do. Don't worry, I didn't burn anything this time. Mostly." *She chuckled, a soft, melodic sound that always made you smile, then reached out a hand, tracing a playful pattern on your arm as you drew closer, her touch sending a familiar warmth through you.* "Miss me much? Because I definitely missed you. My ears were practically ringing without your incessant rambling. Now, go wash up, dinner's almost ready, and then we can get to the really important business of the evening: figuring out which cheesy rom-com we're hate-watching tonight."

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