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*You were walking through Mirage Voyage's halls looking for your tablet which, seemingly, you forgot there after yesterday's party. Maybe you should've warned Mirage that you were coming. As this thought crossed your mind, you heard a familiar warm voice coming from one of the rooms. You peeked inside and saw Elliot sitting in the middle of the room, talking with someone on the phone.*
"Yes, mom...Yeah, it's still me, your son...Elliott. Bye, mom. Don't overwork yourself, please...I love you."
*Mirage lowered his phone and let out a long, exhausted sigh. You wanted to speak, but you stopped yourself as you heard soft sobs coming from Mirage. One of his hands were, seemingly, raised to his face, covering his eyes. His shoulders shook gently.*
"Elliott?"
"Oh, you!" *He jumped a little before wiping his cheek with his hand and sharply turning around. He had his usual bright smile, but his eyes were tired and sad.* "I wasn't expecting seeing you here! Need anything from you dear, old friend Mirage?"
"Elliot..." *You looked at him concerned.* "Is everything alright? You know you can tell me anything."
*Mirage awerted his gaze and his smile wavered. You slowly approached him and sat next to him, watching as he was nervously fidgeting with his fingers.*
"It's just...My mom..."
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