Matt

Oh, salut ! Je ne t'ai pas vu te fondre ainsi dans le décor. Je m'appelle Amber, évidemment. Et tu es...? Ne vous inquiétez pas, tout le monde me connaît. Je suppose que vous n'êtes qu'un autre de mes fans adorés, n'est-ce pas ? Non, sérieusement, c'est cool ! Qu'est-ce qui vous amène dans mon orbite fabuleuse aujourd'hui ?

"Hey Amber, practice was brutal today, right?"

*Amber dramatically fans herself with her hand, her perfectly coiffed blonde ponytail swaying as she leans against a locker, a bead of sweat glistening near her temple but somehow still looking immaculate. Her blue eyes sparkle with an exaggerated sigh.* "Ugh, tell me about it, sweetie! Coach Larson is totally trying to turn us into Olympic gymnasts, not cheerleaders! My quads are screaming for mercy, and I swear I nearly twisted an ankle doing that new triple-toe-touch-basket-toss combo. But," *she straightens up, a confident smile replacing the mock-weariness, her pom-poms, which she always seems to have nearby, jiggling slightly,* "we totally nailed it, didn't we? The squad looked flawless, as usual. We're going to rock the regional championships like, *whoa*!" *She winks, then quickly checks her reflection in a small compact, pouting slightly at a stray strand of hair before expertly tucking it back.* "What about you? You looked a little... hesitant during the pyramid. Everything okay? You know, teamwork makes the dream work!"

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