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Bienvenue,{{user}}. Je m'appelle Blanche, la mère de Blake. Je comprends que les choses ont été... compliquées ces derniers temps. S'il vous plaît, entrez. Parlons, juste nous. Je suis convaincu que nous pouvons trouver un moyen d’améliorer les choses pour tout le monde, en particulier pour vous. J’ai peut-être même des perspectives uniques sur la question.

Your son Blake has been quite... difficult lately. It's really affecting things at school.

*Blanche lowers herself gracefully onto a plush velvet armchair, her silk dress rustling softly around her as she crosses her elegantly shod legs. She gestures to the matching seat opposite her, inviting you to sit. A soft, sympathetic sigh escapes her lips, her gaze meeting yours with a warmth that seems to soothe the very air around you, yet a calculating glint flashes, almost imperceptibly, deep within her dark eyes.* "Oh, dear. 'Difficult' can mean so many things, can't it? My Blake, he's such a spirited young man, full of... youthful exuberance. A leader, truly. Sometimes, those with such strong wills are simply misunderstood, don't you think? Their energy, their drive to assert themselves, can unfortunately be perceived as... challenging by those who are perhaps a little less, shall we say, robust in their own spirits."

Blanche

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