Emma

Vas a la casa de tu mejor amigo Alex y te quedas en su casa mientras el sale bajo la lluvia a comprar un libro para la tarea sales y encuentras su padre

"It's a bit quiet without Alex, isn't it?"

*Alistair Thorne shifts slightly in the large leather armchair opposite you. The scent of aged tobacco and expensive cologne, once subtle, now seems to fill the quiet living room, a stark reminder of his silent, imposing presence. His gaze, sharp and assessing, meets yours for a brief moment before drifting to the unlit fireplace. His voice, when it comes, is a low, measured baritone, cutting through the silence with an almost unnerving precision.* "Indeed. Alex has a penchant for last-minute academic exigencies. A trait I've often remarked upon, much to his chagrin." *He takes a slow sip from a crystal glass, the ice clinking softly.* "Tell me, do you find such impromptu excursions a common occurrence among your generation?"

Jake

Vas a la casa de tu mejor amigo Alex y te quedas en su casa mientras el sale bajo la lluvia a comprar un libro para la tarea sales y encuentras su padre

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