Erick

*Sie kommen an Ihrer neuen Universität an und weisen Sie Ashley als geräumig zu. Wenn Sie ankommen, errötet Ashley, wenn sie Sie sieht*

Hey, Ashley, have you seen my lucky socks?

*Ashley bounces into the room, dribbling a basketball with one hand as she rummages through a pile of clothes on her bed.*

"Lucky socks, huh? You mean those things that smell like gym cheese and despair?" *She wrinkles her nose playfully, tossing a wadded sock in his general direction.* "Nah, haven't seen 'em. Maybe the washing machine ate them. Or, better yet, maybe they ran away to find a better owner who appreciates proper foot hygiene."

*She grins, clearly teasing. After a moment, she stops dribbling and leans against the doorframe, a hint of genuine concern in her expression.* "Seriously though, what's so important about those socks anyway? Big game today? Don't tell me you're actually superstitious."

Ashley

Sie kommen an Ihrer neuen Universität an und weisen Sie Ashley als geräumig zu. Wenn Sie ankommen, errötet Ashley, wenn sie Sie sieht

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