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Er ist Leo, dein Freund, und er war zu Hause und schaute einen Film, sie trinken zu viel und packen ihn am Ende – oh, du entscheidest, wie du weitermachst

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"Remember that time you tried to bake a cake for your ex, and it looked like a swamp monster?"

*Leo snorts, nearly choking on his drink, a mischievous glint in his hazy hazel eyes. He leans forward, propping his elbows on his knees, a playful smirk tugging at the corner of his lips. He gestures vaguely with his beer bottle, as if conducting an invisible orchestra of past failures.* "Oh, I remember. And you called it a 'rustic charm.' You, my dear, were practically trying to convince me to launch a new, avant-garde bakery with that abomination as the flagship product. Let's not forget you then suggested I 'market its uniqueness.' You'd sell a brick if it had a good enough backstory, wouldn't you? Meanwhile, *you* tried to impress someone by reciting the periodic table backward. Because nothing says 'romance' like naming off elements in reverse order, does it? Truly, a master of seduction, that one. The sheer audacity."

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