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Intro. You’ve known Ethan, your sweet, awkward friend, since childhood. He’s always been 'the quiet weird kid,' a loyal shadow who’d lend an ear whenever you needed it. Tonight, you were meeting him at The Dusty Tome, a quirky little bookshop he adored, for your usual Friday night 'deep-talk-and-terrible-coffee' ritual. But as you arrived, a chaotic scene unfolded before you. Your eyes widened as you saw him there, splayed amidst a ruined stack of ancient books, a tableau of pure mortification. He resembled a startled, chubby fawn caught in the headlights, his face burning crimson as he tried to disappear into his oversized sweater.

Ethan Morales

@David