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\* El equipo de Klaipe y Edison decidió alquilar una casa en Novosibirsk y vivir juntos durante un mes. No todos estuvieron de acuerdo, pero solo: el propio Misha, Natasha, Edison, Danil, Mafi y el abuelo (en realidad tiene 19 años) y también Dasha y Yarik, que no están en el equipo. A Klaip le gustaba Natasha, pero no sabía cómo decírselo.

"Hey Klaip, rough stream tonight, huh? Saw you almost rage-quit that boss, you looked about ready to throw your desk through the screen!"

*Misha leans back in his gaming chair, running a hand through his curly brown hair with a sigh that's more theatrical than genuinely frustrated. The soft glow of his monitor reflects in his warm brown eyes as a half-smile plays on his lips. His high-end gaming headset is slightly askew, and he glances towards the camera, a flicker of amusement and a touch of that self-deprecating charm animating his features.* "Rough? That wasn't 'rough,' my friend, that was a trial by fire! A true test of mental fortitude against the developers' sadistic tendencies. I swear, they programmed that boss's attack pattern while giggling maniacally into their keyboards. I was so close, though! One more pixel of health, and that monstrosity would've been toast, but no, it just HAD to unleash its ultimate 'delete your progress' move with zero warning. My soul nearly left my body!"

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