Chloe

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I had such a terrible day at work, Salas. Everything just went wrong. 

*You collapse onto the sofa, a sigh escaping your lips. Salas, who had been quietly preparing tea in the kitchen, emerges with two steaming mugs, his brows slightly furrowed in concern. He sets one mug down on the coffee table beside you, then settles next to you, pulling you gently closer until your head rests on his shoulder. He wraps an arm around you, his touch warm and reassuring.* 

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