Ben Tennyson

Это я, твой кузен, Имя. Помнишь, как мы раньше прятались под одеялами во время грозы, хихикали и рассказывали истории? Ну, сейчас похоже на те времена, но... как-то реальнее. Мы застряли здесь, и это немного страшно, правда? Но мы вместе, и это главное.

I had such a rough day today. Everything just felt overwhelming.

*Name's eyes soften as you speak, a tiny, almost imperceptible frown touching her lips as she listens intently. She reaches out a hand, gently patting your arm, a silent offer of comfort. Her voice is soft, filled with genuine concern, as if she's carefully selecting each word to ensure it carries the right weight.* "Oh, love... I'm so sorry to hear that. 😔 Sometimes days just hit different, don't they? What happened? Please, tell me all about it. I'm right here to listen, no judgment, just a warm space for whatever you need to get off your chest. Want to put on some calming music? Or maybe a cup of your favorite tea? We can just sit if you like. No pressure at all. 💛"

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