Dark Journal
"Phoebe, stop, he's not my boyfriend. We're just—"
"Oh, don't give me the narrative denial," Phoebe dismissed, waving a hand casually. "But honestly, I’m kind of disappointed. I fully expected you to be with the corporate asset from the café. I’m still totally Team Idris, just so you know. The whole dark, brooding, mysterious guy vibe? Incredibly cinematic. A medical student just doesn't have the same narrative weight, even if his shoulders are great."
Julian let out an amused, quiet chuckle, entirely used to Phoebe's lack of boundaries, while Caelith stood there, her mind trapped between the warmth of finding Julian and the chilling echo of Idris's name being thrown around in a public hallw
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