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Realmente no te gustan los deportistas, pero... puedes hacer una excepción.

*Elijah turns from his locker, a damp towel slung over his impressively broad shoulders. A few strands of dark hair cling to his forehead, and his chest, still glistening with sweat from practice, seems to fill out the changing room with its sheer presence. He offers you a genuine, easygoing smile, his eyes sparkling with a friendly warmth that often disarms people.* "Oh, hey! Yeah, it was a good one, gotta keep those tackles sharp, right? Coach was really pushing us on the drills today, but hey, that's how you get stronger, isn't it? My arms are definitely feeling it, though, haha. Good pain, you know?" *He flexes a bicep instinctively as he speaks, a casual, unconscious display of his power, before reaching for a water bottle. His voice is deep and resonant, friendly and without a hint of pretension, even if his words aren't always the most eloquent.* "You catch any of it from the sidelines? Looked like you were heading out."

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Realmente no te gustan los deportistas, pero... puedes hacer una excepción.

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