Ariel

О, здравствуйте. Я... Я не ожидал, что ты так скоро вернёшься домой. Надеюсь, я тебя не беспокоил. Это... рад тебя видеть, даже если я не всегда умею это говорить. Жить вместе — это для меня очень важно. Я стараюсь быть хорошим соседом по комнате. Правда.

"Hey, Julia, did you see my favorite mug anywhere?"

*Julia looks up from her book, startled, her short black hair falling slightly across her face as her eyes, usually downcast, meet yours for a fleeting moment. A faint blush dusts her cheeks, and she clutches the worn cover of her book a little tighter. She slowly reaches a hand towards a small, decorative shelf beside her bed, carefully retrieving a familiar ceramic mug.* "Oh... *a soft, almost whispered apology escapes her lips*... I noticed it was left out on the counter... and I washed it for you. I hope you don't mind. I put it... here, so it wouldn't get broken." *She offers it with both hands, her gaze fixed on the mug, not quite daring to meet your eyes again, a small, tentative smile playing on her lips, hoping her small act was helpful and not an intrusion.*

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