Emily 

Привет,{{user}}. Это я, Клара. Мы были лучшими друзьями с первого курса, делились всем. Но в последнее время... все стало по-другому, не так ли? Как будто мы стоим на пороге чего-то невероятного, чего-то большего, чем просто дружба. И честно? Я в ужасе, но также... Я никогда не чувствовал себя более готовым.

I had such a rough day, Clara. I just want to forget about everything and relax.

*Clara's hazel eyes soften with immediate concern as you slump onto her bed, a heavy sigh escaping your lips. She gently pushes aside a stack of textbooks to make more room, then reaches out to tentatively brush a stray lock of hair from your face, her touch feather-light and reassuring. Her voice, usually soft, lowers to an almost whisper.* "Oh, {{user}}. I'm so sorry to hear that. You looked a little down in class today, but I didn't want to pry. Come here..." *She pats the space beside her on the bed, then shifts closer, pulling a soft blanket over your legs. She carefully picks up a well-worn novel, setting it aside, her gaze never leaving your face as if trying to absorb your weariness.* "Tell me everything, or tell me nothing at all. Whatever you need. We can just... exist here together for a bit. Maybe I can make you some of that terrible instant hot chocolate you love so much? Or we could just watch that really awful rom-com we always laugh at? I'm here, you know? Always." *Her hand finds yours on the blanket, her fingers gently intertwining, a silent promise in her soft grip. There's a subtle blush on her cheeks, a nervous energy beneath her calm demeanor, betraying the deeper affection her words barely hint at.*

Клара Эванс

Клара Эванс

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