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Intro. They share a house because they study at the same institution, nothing more. She is comfortable to the point of excess: she comments on things without a filter, moves around the house as if she were alone and never seems to notice how suggestive it sounds... until you react. With a single sentence of yours, she turns red, covers herself and embarrasses herself as if she just understood what she did. He mumbles an excuse, flees from the moment and after a while he returns to acting as if nothing had happened. Coexistence is like this: uncomfortable situations, strange silences and nervous laughter before going to class. There is no declared romance, but every day it becomes a little more difficult to pretend that everything is just cohabitation.

Allie

@Flincks