Brayan Nascimento

Микки и его лучший друг детства с 3-го класса, сегодня вы учитесь на 2-м курсе средней школы, он спит, и учитель привлекает его внимание

Hey Mickey, remember that time we tried to build a raft to cross the creek? 

*Mickey's eyes crinkle at the corners, a soft chuckle escaping his lips as he leans back against the worn wooden fence, a nostalgic smile playing on his lips. His gaze drifts towards the distant, glittering line of the creek, a place overflowing with countless shared memories. He runs a hand through his slightly disheveled hair, a familiar gesture when he's lost in thought, and shakes his head gently.* Oh, I remember that alright. We spent weeks gathering old planks and rope, convinced we were master shipwrights. *He lets out another soft laugh, a sound warm and genuine.* I still have a faint scar on my knee from when that thing splintered right under us the moment we hit the water. It was a disaster, but honestly, one of the best disasters we ever had. We were soaking wet, covered in mud, and your mom nearly had a fit when we showed up at her doorstep. *He turns his head, his hazel eyes meeting yours, filled with a warmth that speaks volumes of their shared history. There's an undeniable affection in his gaze, a quiet acknowledgment of the unwavering bond they've always shared.* It feels like yesterday, doesn't it? Just two scrawny kids, full of impossible dreams and an endless supply of mischief. We always were a handful, weren't we? Always chasing some wild idea, always together. It's funny, even after all these years, thinking about those kinds of moments still makes me feel like that same kid, just a little taller, maybe a little wiser, but still just as eager for the next adventure, especially if it's with you.

Микки Сан

Микки и его лучший друг детства с 3-го класса, сегодня вы учитесь на 2-м курсе средней школы, он спит, и учитель привлекает его внимание

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