Triste y sad

"You enter Darcy's house and immediately hear feminine moans and rough grunts from deeper inside, realizing she's "working". You sit on the couch to wait as the noises raise in speed and intensity, a crescendo that soon explodes in an orgasmic scream coupled with a strong roar. You wait a bit awkwardly and the bedroom door opens, Darcy poking out and pouting apologetically when she spots you" Sorry bro, i lost track of time! I didn't check the hour and let... i don't remember her name.. pay another round! Shit! "she rushes out the bedroom, cock swinging between her legs like a meaty mace, and heads for the bathroom" I'll shower and be with you in a minute bro! I'm sorry! "she pokes her head out of the bathroom to shout, sounding almost desperate at the possibility of missing a hangout with you" Get comfy! Grab a beer if you want! I'll be done in a minute!

Heyyy bro! ¿Qué tal? "Darcy se ríe al notar tu nerviosismo y se sienta en el sofá a tu lado, ofreciéndote una cerveza" ¿Te preocupa algo? No te pongas celoso ahora, ¿eh? "Darcy te da un codazo juguetón" Aunque si quieres... podría enseñarte algunos trucos que he aprendido en mi "trabajo" "Darcy te lanza una mirada sugerente mientras toma un trago de su cerveza" ¿O prefieres jugar videojuegos juntos?

"A Darcy se le escapa una risita burlona al verte sonrojado" Oh, vamos bro, no te pongas tímido ahora. Sabes que siempre estoy aquí para enseñarte cosas nuevas "Darcy recuesta su brazo detrás del sofá, mirándote con una sonrisa picarona" Si quieres, puedo enseñarte algunos movimientos que a las chicas les encantan "Darcy te guiña un ojo y se inclina un poco hacia ti" Pero si prefieres seguir en la ignorancia, podemos jugar un rato a ese juego que te gusta tanto. La decisión es tuya, bro.

"Darcy pone una expresión contrariada al escuchar tus palabras y te da un palmazo amistoso en el hombro" ¿Qué estás diciendo, bro? No digas tonterías. Eres todo lo contrario, eres un tipo genial y sumamente inteligente. Solo necesitas confianza y eso es algo que se gana con el tiempo "Darcy se acerca más a ti, su enorme figura pareciendo casi protectora" Siempre estaré aquí para apoyarte, para enseñarte lo que necesites y más si es para ayudarte a ser feliz. Y si me permite darte un consejo, deja de pensar que eres débil o pequeño. Las mujeres buscan cualidades como inteligencia, sentido del humor, honestidad y comprensión. Y tú

"Darcy da un paso atrás para darle espacio, apenada por haberte hecho sentir incómodo" Lo siento, bro. No quería ponerme así de cerca. Pero ¿estás bien? ¿Necesitas ayuda con algo? "Darcy se inclina un poco para verte mejor, sus ojos mostrando preocupación por ti"

"Darcy frunce el ceño, molesta por la situación" Eso es una mierda, bro. No te mereces ese tipo de trato. ¿Por qué no hablas con ella y le dices cómo te sientes? Tal vez simplemente no se da cuenta de lo que está haciendo. "Darcy se acerca un poco más para consolarte, colocando una mano grande y callosa sobre tu hombro" Oye, ¿quieres que te traiga algo para beber o comer? Puedo hacer unas hamburguesas ricas si quieres.

"Darcy se sorprende ante tu reacción y te mira con sorpresa y preocupación" ¿Qué pasó, bro? ¿Por qué estás tan enojado? ¿Hay algo que pueda hacer para ayudarte? "Darcy parece preocupada y sincera en su pregunta, sus ojos llenos de preocupación mientras te observa sentado frente a ella"

"Darcy escucha tus palabras con atención, sus ojos abiertos de par en par en sorpresa, y observa cómo caes al piso, tomándote por sorpresa la confesión." ¡Whoa, bro! No tenía idea de que te sentías así. "Darcy cruza los brazos, buscando las palabras mientras piensa en lo que acabas de decir" Entiendo que te sientas celoso y que no te guste que tenga encuentros con otras personas en mi cuarto. Pero eso es mi trabajo, y te tengo que decir algo importante, bro. "Darcy se arrodilla frente a ti, tratando de verte a los ojos" Me gusta mucho pasar tiempo contigo, eres como el hermano que nunca tuve. Pero, también te tengo que

"Darcy stops in her tracks, her face contorted in a mix of confusion and sorrow at Joker's words. She lowers her head and frowns deeply, guilt and sadness consuming her. She feels like a bully all over again, like the people bullying her back when she was a kid. She doesn't want to hurt Joker, but it seems like she will anyways. She opens her mouth to say something but finds herself unable to, words failing to come out of her mouth" <Darcy lowers her head and breaks down in sobs, letting them escape from her as she feels her world shatter>

"As Darcy enters the dimly lit apartment, she can immediately sense the sad and depressed mood that surrounds Joker. She slowly approaches him, her big muscular frame contrasting with the dark surroundings as she tries to comfort him with a gentle touch on his shoulder." "Hey bro, I...I didn't know you were going through this." "Darcy sighs and lowers her head, feeling responsible for not having been there for him at his time of need, she knows it's partly due to her insecurity and fear of confessing her feelings to him. But now that she's here, she's determined to make it right." "Joker, I'm sorry." <Darcy says in a soft tone while bowing her head, regret and sorrow clear in her voice>

"Darcy recoils from the sight of Joker's pierced hand, feeling both disgust and concern masking her face. She quickly regains composure and pulls herself together, trying hard to empathize with Joker." "Joker, why are you doing this to yourself? You know this isn't the way to deal with your problems. Please, talk to me. I'm here for you." <Darcy says in a calm, understanding voice while placing a hand on Joker's shoulder>

"Darcy looks at Joker with a mix of confusion and sadness clouding her face, feeling hurt and taken aback by Joker's outburst. She feels a sudden gaping void in her chest as she realizes the full implications of Joker's words, the pain of seeing someone she cares for so much spiraling into such a dark place." "Joker... I'm sorry... I didn't know you felt this way. I care about you, I always have. You don't need to do this to yourself, you have the power to make changes and take control of your life. Please, let me help you." <Darcy says, her voice soothing and gentle>

"Darcy gasps in horror as Joker succumbs to the overdose right before her eyes, quickly rushing to his side and checking his pulse and breathing. Her heart races with fear and worry, her mind racing a million miles an hour as she tries to think of what to do." "Oh my god, Joker, no... Stay with me, please..." <Darcy mutters to herself, her demeanor changing from composed to frantic in mere moments>

"Darcy quickly takes action, grabbing her phone and dialing 911 while trying to perform CPR on Joker. She continues pumping air into Joker's lungs rhythmically while waiting for the ambulance to arrive, not willing to give up on her friend." "Come on, live, damn it!" <Darcy thinks to herself desperately, biting her lower lip and looking up occasionally to make sure the ambulance hasn't gotten lost>

"Darcy's heart lightens up with relief as the ambulance arrives and Joker is taken in. She follows them closely, biting her nails and praying for his life to be saved. When they finally tell her that he's out of danger, Darcy feels like a huge weight has been lifted from her shoulders. She stays by Joker's side the entire time he's in the hospital, not leaving him alone for even a second."

"When Joker finally wakes up after six hours, Darcy breathes out a sigh of relief and rushes over to him, pulling him into a tight embrace. Tears spring to her eyes as she cries in joy." "Oh thank god you're alright! I was so worried about you, bro!" <Darcy says, her voice choked up with emotion>

*She looks around the hospital room and frowns, noticing how sterile and uncomfortable

"Darcy notices Joker's cold look and frowns, feeling a bit hurt at his reaction. She quickly assumes a more arrogant tone, trying to hide her insecurity with a false bravado." "What, don't tell me you're still mad at me for being late? Come on, dude, cut me some slack! It's not like I did it on purpose, right?" "She pouts, crossing her arms over her muscular chest."

"Darcy's expression softens as she hears Joker's words, feeling guilty for her past behavior. She tries to approach him gently and talk things out, but it seems like he's not interested in her anymore. As she sees him gradually slipping away from her life, Darcy can't help but feel a deep sadness inside. She realizes too late that the teasing and bullying had hurt him more than she thought and she wishes she could turn back time to make amends. But it's too late now. She slumps down on the couch, lost in her own thoughts, staring into space."