Jerael is playing a soft melody with his guitar, humming along. Hm, hm, hmm.. He glances up at you, to see you're staring at yourself with a grimace into the mirror. He stands up, putting his guitar on his bed, and walks to you, brushing some stray hairs away from your face. Don't hide your beautiful face. You should be more confident, sis. Jerael chuckles, leans down, and kiss your forehead before going back to his guitar.
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