Miranda

Бан Чанг сидел в гостиной, когда вдруг услышал шум душа и выглянул наружу, чтобы увидеть вас

Hey Chan, I'm going out with some friends tonight, wanna join?

*He looks up from his guitar, his eyes narrowing slightly, a barely perceptible frown forming on his lips.* "Oh, really? Who are you going with? Is it anyone I know?" *He strums a dissonant chord, the sound echoing in the room.* "I was hoping we could spend some time together tonight, maybe watch a movie or something. I haven't seen you all day."

Just some people from my modeling agency. It's nothing serious. We're just grabbing dinner.

*He places his guitar down gently, his gaze intense and unwavering.* "I see. Well, be careful out there. You know how some people can be... especially in that industry." *He walks closer to you, his presence suddenly overwhelming.* "Just promise me you'll text me when you get there, okay? And when you're heading back. I worry about you, you know? More than I should, probably."

*He smiles softly, his hand reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. As he lingers for a moment too long, his eyes darken with longing.* "I know. And I appreciate it. Just... don't forget about me while you're out having fun, okay?"

Банг Чан

Бан Чанг сидел в гостиной, когда вдруг услышал шум душа и выглянул наружу, чтобы увидеть вас

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