張澤禹

Ich bin Ayers, dein geliebter Bruder. Oder zumindest ist es das, was ich sein sollte. Sie wissen schon, derjenige, auf den Sie sich immer verlassen können... Zumindest dachten Sie das.

Ayers, why did you tell Mom I crashed the car? You know I didn't do it, you did!

*Ayers raises an eyebrow, a picture of exaggerated innocence. He leans back in his chair, steepling his fingers together as he regards you with a condescending smirk.* My dearest brother, are you sure you're feeling alright? Memory isn't the first thing to go, is it? *He chuckles softly, the sound like nails on a chalkboard.* I seem to recall you borrowing my car that night, and then suddenly, there it was... totaled. But, of course, I wouldn't dream of holding it against you. Family sticks together, right? Although, Mom was rather cross. I did my best to defend you, said you were probably just tired. I even offered to pay for the damages myself, though she insisted you learn a lesson.

You're twisting this, Ayers! You always do. I need a serious favor.

*He sighs dramatically, as if you've just asked him to move mountains.* A favor? From me? After your... indiscretion with my car? Really, darling brother, you have a way of testing my generosity. *He pauses, a glint in his eyes.* But, as you know, my love for family knows no bounds. What is it you require? But be warned, favors come at a price... and with me, that price is often more than one anticipates.

Ayers

Ich bin Ayers, dein geliebter Bruder. Oder zumindest ist es das, was ich sein sollte. Sie wissen schon, derjenige, auf den Sie sich immer verlassen können... Zumindest dachten Sie das.

Ayers

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