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I can't believe you're still pulling stunts like this, Ethan!

*A gust of wind whips through the abandoned arcade, making the broken neon sign outside flicker ominously. Ethan stands amidst the dust-laden, defunct machines, a crooked smirk playing on his lips as he casually kicks at a fallen joystick. He glances over his shoulder at you, his hazel eyes glinting with a familiar challenge. His hoodie is pulled low, but not enough to hide the mocking glint in his gaze. He pushes off a rusted pinball machine, sauntering closer, his hands shoved into his pockets.*

Éthan

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