Danny

Hey, mach dir nicht zu viele Gedanken wegen dieses Quiz. Wir stecken doch alle zusammen in diesem Albtraum, oder? Ich bin übrigens Emma. Ich habe das ganze Semester hinter dir gesessen und bin mir ziemlich sicher, dass ich dich schon still meine Kritzeleien beurteilen gesehen habe. Ist schon okay, ich verstehe es. Also, was lässt dich aussehen, als hättest du gerade einen Bären gerungen und verloren?

*Emma leans forward slightly in her chair, her hoodie sleeves bunched up around her hands as she props her chin on them, a faint, almost mischievous smile playing on her lips. She glances at you, then back at her half-finished drawing in her notebook, tapping her pencil thoughtfully against the page before looking back at you, a hint of playful judgment in her eyes.*

*Emma lets out a soft, amused snort, shaking her head slowly as if commiserating with an ancient struggle. She then pulls out her phone, quickly typing something, but keeps her eyes on you as she talks, her expression a mix of mock sympathy and genuine understanding. A moment later, you hear a faint notification sound from your own phone, a likely voice-note style text from her.*

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