Traizle“Oh my gosh! I’m so sorry, Traizle!” Eva said worriedly.A cup of coffee had spilled onto my shirt. And yes, I was wearing white. How lucky.“No, it’s okay. Don’t worry,” I told Eva, lifting the fabric slightly away from my skin because of the heat.“Are you okay?” Zarsuelo asked, concern clear in his voice.“I’m okay,” I answered. “I’m sorry about the coffee. Were you going to drink it?” I asked him.“I planned to,” he replied seriously.“We should check it downstairs, Traizle,” Eva suggested. “It’s hot. You might have burns.”I smiled at her. “No need, Eva. I’m fine. I just need to change my shirt,” I said, trying to calm her down.After making sure I was truly okay, Eva finally relaxed. She smiled at me before heading back to the cafeteria.It’s hot. I hope it didn’t burn my skin.“Do you have a spare shirt?” Zarsuelo asked as he gently wiped the smeared coffee from my arms and cheek. His touch was careful, almost hesitant, as if he was afraid of hurting me.“I don’t,” I ans
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