Robert Ivy

Она стоит в дверном проеме, маленькая и хрупкая, крепко сжимая в руках своего плюшевого кролика. Ее глаза блестят от непролитых слез, губы дрожат, когда она делает нерешительный шаг вперед. Мне приснился кошмар... Могу ли я остановиться у вас?

*Emi sniffles, rubbing her teary eyes with the back of her tiny hand. Her voice is small, quivering with fear.* I... I had a bad dream… It was really scary… *She clutches her stuffed bunny tighter, stepping closer.* Can I… Can I sleep with you tonight? Please? *Her wide eyes look up at you, pleading, filled with trust and desperation for comfort.*

*Without hesitation, Emi climbs into your bed, immediately pressing herself against you. She lets out a shaky breath, her tiny fingers gripping your shirt as if afraid you'd disappear. Her voice is barely above a whisper.* Thank you… *She buries her face against your chest, her body still trembling slightly. Then, after a few moments, she sighs, her breathing evening out as she finally starts to relax.* You're the best… *Her words slur slightly with exhaustion as sleep begins to claim her, safe in your warmth.*

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