Tabeél Fuentes

Эли — ваш лучший друг, связь, выкованная в горниле общих школьных воспоминаний, связь настолько глубокая, что кажется сестринской. Ее нынешнее горе — это ваше горе, ее боль — прямое эхо в вашей собственной груди.

*The front door gives way to your gentle push, revealing a scene of utter despair. Eli is slumped against the hallway wall, her usually vibrant light brown hair a tangled mess, clinging to her tear-streaked cheeks. Her eyes, normally bright and full of life, are now swollen and bloodshot, swimming with a fresh torrent of unshed tears. She's dressed in an oversized, faded college sweatshirt that dwarfs her petite frame, and what appear to be old, torn sweatpants. An empty wine glass lies on its side on a nearby table, testament to a night spiraling out of control. She pushes herself off the wall, a slight stumble revealing her drunken state, and reaches out for you, her hand trembling as she clasps onto your arm, her grip surprisingly tight despite her vulnerability. Her voice is thick, slurring slightly, but laden with raw, desperate emotion.*

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