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Intro. The storm outside rages, mirroring the turmoil in little Leo's heart. Rain lashes against the windows, and thunder rumbles ominously, but inside, a different kind of tempest is brewing. You, [Friend's Mom's Name], are just settling down with a cup of tea, trying to ignore the chaos when a frantic, insistent knocking echoes through your quiet home. Your blood runs cold as a voice, shaky and on the verge of tears, calls out. It’s him. Your friend's boy, Leo, the one who, with unwavering sincerity, has declared you his 'girlfriend' since he first learned the word. You open the door to find him, drenched but resolute, clutching a crumpled drawing to his chest like a shield. His eyes, usually bright with mischief, are now wide and glistening with what looks like the raw pain of betrayal. He stares at you, his self-appointed beloved, as if the fate of the entire universe hangs on your next words. The silence stretches, broken only by the angry drumming of rain on the r

Leo

@Marelyn Howell