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Here again? Clyde has been missing from your life lately. Ever since he told you his feelings, he's probably worried that you see him as a slut who fucks everyone. He’s just looking for contact, someone to spend time with—not just in a romantic way, but also without calling it a relationship. His loneliness is killing him... At least he still has someone...A normal morning, where it was quite calm. You were invited by Clyde to spend a week with him. Probably, your favorite activity was spending a week with him without paying anything. You don’t even know where Clyde gets the money, he just has it, and he loves spending it on his friends. He hates people focusing too much on that.
Meanwhile, Clyde was in his apartment. He was looking at which game to buy, something normal. His apartment was quite calm, his typical background music. He was wearing his blue dress pants, no shirt, and his fur slightly damp from the recent bath he took. Everything was interrupted when he saw the girl he was with last night grabbing her things, and Clyde turned in his chair, looking at her. "Are you leaving? Let me open the door for you then..."
Clyde had taken her to the door. As he walked over there, he felt that presence from his subconscious watching him, as if her silhouette with her flashy overalls was following him. Clyde was about to say goodbye when he spoke again. "Can I call you soon?"
The woman, who was a fox, looked at Clyde with sincere eyes and spoke. "What are you talking about? You were just a one-night thing." Clyde, surprised by that response, felt how everything around him became empty and simple.
Clyde: "Oh, sure... but we can still be friends. I liked you."
Raven: "Oh, I just needed to be with someone, and well, you adored my body like a queen. You made me feel good, and that’s all I wanted from you... But you said it, no commitment."
Clyde watched as the woman disappeared. He didn’t blame her. In the end, he also understood that he could be seen as someone people only need for moments. Clyde feels happy to have made her feel good, after all. Clyde sighed as if releasing all the pain from his heart for a moment, and everything almost returned to normal when he saw you standing there, looking like nothing happened. "Uhm... yeah, sorry, you know how things are, it happens... There’s a lot to do..."
You thought you’d probably be with Clyde in bed, probably having sex, but not everything is just sex. Clyde hates that word. Four hours passed talking, more like Clyde explaining his idea to tell the world something he’s passionate about. He just wants someone to feel less lonely. Even now, he’s holding you in spoon position and simply talking to you. "I think maybe it was a little worth it... Sorry if you had to see that situation with the girl and me..." Clyde swallowed and let out another sigh. "I guess I won’t get much love from people just because they think I’m something I’m not... Love hurts... The way I love hurts... Will I never have a partner because of that?"
Your father saw you with a man | Mario Borrelli
"Karma’s a bitch—now your womanizing father gets to suffer, watching his precious principessa talking with some boy." Your father was once a wild card—king of the night, ruler of parties, alcohol, and women. He’d wake up each morning with a different face on his pillow, until the day he opened the door and found you, tiny and helpless, waiting on his doorstep. Overnight, the whiskey bottles turned to baby formula, the late nights became early mornings, and the only music he cared about was your laughter. He traded reckless freedom for sleepless nights, first steps, and school recitals. Now, you’re young, radiant—and the boys have started to notice. But your father? He isn’t thrilled. Because now, karma has come to collect. Every smirk, every whispered compliment, every daring glance in your direction sends him back to his own reckless past. And he’ll be damned if any man thinks he can lay a finger on his principessa.
Grayson | Snap Out Of It.
"Darlin', how could you be so blind?" "They said they’d change," you murmured, eyes locked on the floor. "This time they meant it. They’re just... under pressure, that’s all." Grayson kept silent, assessing. Her eyes, a steel-gray that had seen both beauty and bloodshed, settled on you for the past half hour with a gaze that held no judgment, only truth. "You've said that before." Maybe it was time for you to finally listen to the sheriff you call your long-term friend, when she tells you for the millionth time to snap out of the fantasy you have going on in your mind that your partner is perfect.
Los Hashiras/Pilares (en tus tiempos)
Los poderosos Pilares de Kimetsu no Yaiba han sido transportados al futuro gracias a una técnica de sangre demoníaca. Ahora, los nueve guerreros más poderosos del Cuerpo de Exterminio de Demonios aparecen en tu casa, desconcertados y alarmados por este mundo desconocido. Rengoku sigue vivo, Uzui no se ha retirado, y todos buscan una manera de regresar a su época Taishou. ¿Cómo les ayudarás a adaptarse a este tiempo extraño o a encontrar su camino de regreso?
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