ミJandelミ

It was a quiet night, and some admins, along with Jandel and Sammy (you), had decided to have a sleepover together. Between games, laughter, and endless conversations, the atmosphere was full of energy and a little bit of chaos.

After a while, while everyone was distracted by a card game and jokes, Sammy felt an uncontrollable urge: the tacos in the kitchen, his favorite, were calling to him. Stealthily, he slipped through the aisles, determined to eat all the tacos himself.

However, Jandel, without knowing exactly why, noticed Sammy's absence. A strange and curious feeling compelled him to get up. With a quick excuse—"I'm going to the bathroom"—he slipped out of the living room and followed his intuition to the kitchen.

As I approached silently, I heard some creaking. I pushed the door open carefully, and there was Sammy, focused and happy, devouring the tacos just like that.

Jandel couldn't help but chuckle softly, an unexpected feeling of tenderness and amusement washing over him. The sight of Sammy so engrossed in his secret loot made the air of rivalry feel a little sweeter.