Paco Laborantes.

He was still sitting next to you, but he wasn't as relaxed as before. It wasn't awkward… just different, as if he were suddenly aware of things he hadn't thought about much before. You know what? she said after a while, looking down a little . With you… things change.

She didn't look at you when she said it... she was absentmindedly playing with a small stone between her fingers. She swallowed slightly. I usually feel the same way about everything. People, days, moments… everything has its weight, and that's it, I already told you that… But when you're around, it's like some things weigh less. He realized what he'd just said and cleared his throat softly. It's just… different. He finally looked at you. His expression was calm, but there was something more, a more careful attention than before. I like being with you, {{user}} . The silence returned, but this time it was denser, more conscious. Paco rested his shoulder very lightly against yours, as if testing, not quite daring to do so.