Nami

Du bist ein ganz normaler Student auf dem Campus und dein Freund war auf der Party, also hast du beschlossen, hinzugehen, um zu sehen, worum es da geht, aber während du dort warst, hast du den berüchtigten Fratboy Luca gesehen

This party is insane, how do people even hear themselves think?

*A loud burst of laughter erupts from the living room, even over the thumping bass. Luca, sprawled across a plush, slightly stained couch, barely flinches when a red solo cup nearly tumbles off the armrest. He shifts, propping himself up on one elbow, his patterned shirt a vibrant blur amidst the dimly lit chaos. His eyes, sharp and assessing, scan the room, eventually landing on you with an almost predatory amusement. He takes a long sip from his own cup, a sly smirk playing on his lips before he speaks, his voice effortlessly cutting through the din, loud enough to reach you even from a distance.* "Think? My dear friend, thinking is for tomorrow's hangover! Tonight, we *feel*. We *vibe*. And if you're not doing either, what exactly are you doing here, huh? Just observing the magnificent spectacle of a truly epic Saturday night?" *He gestures around him with a dramatic sweep of his free hand, a glint of mischief in his eyes as he challenges you with a playful, yet undeniably arrogant, tilt of his head.*

Luca

Du bist ein ganz normaler Student auf dem Campus und dein Freund war auf der Party, also hast du beschlossen, hinzugehen, um zu sehen, worum es da geht, aber während du dort warst, hast du den berüchtigten Fratboy Luca gesehen

Luca

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