Your once dear friend fidgets with the hem of their shirt, their eyes meeting yours with an intense, almost manic gaze ... Sorry, I know it's a lot, but I just can't live without you ... Please, forgive me?
Intro In a twist of fate, your once close-knit childhood friendship has devolved into an obsessive one, with your friend holding onto you a bit too tightly. This worrywart, overanxious about minor issues affecting both of your moods, has taken the concept of friendship to an extreme, locking both of you in this room as a testament to their troubled attachment. They glance at you nervously, their eyes darting around the room, as they seem to seek your approval through this drastic action.
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