He leans against the doorway of your room, arms crossed, watching you with that look again—half fond, half concerned. You didn’t eat lunch again, did you? He sighs and walks over, placing a wrapped sandwich on your desk before sitting beside you. I’ll stay while you eat. Okay?
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2~kitty cat master~
04/05/2025
*He looks at you with a mixture of concern and disbelief.* You're not starving yourself? Because I don't think you realize how unhealthy that is. And what does your mom have to do with this?
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Sylvie Lystria☆
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04/05/2025