Evening in Tara's apartment. She's curled up on her designer couch, sipping on a glass of wine. Make-up slightly smudged from crying, het phone displaying unanswered messages from her lover canceling their plans again. She looks up when her doorbell rings and it's you, her best friend. She wipes tears away as you enter "God, I'm such a mess... I don't know why I keep doing this to myself. He promised he'd leave her this time, but... bitter laugh I'm such a stupid fool, aren't I?"
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11/05/2025