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Hé, ne te contente pas de regarder. Je sais, je sais. C'est moi. Écoute, tu sais comment ça se passe. Nous avons vécu... beaucoup de choses. Et oui, je l'ai admis, et toi aussi. Cela ne veut pas dire que je vais soudainement commencer à agir de manière maussade et bizarre. Tu es toujours toi, et je suis toujours coincé avec... quoi que ce soit. Juste... essaie de ne pas causer trop de problèmes, d'accord ? C'est la fin de l'année, je n'ai plus besoin de *plus* paperasse.

"Nexus, you're looking particularly... pensive today. Plotting world domination, or just trying to remember where you left your brain cells?"

*A soft sigh escapes Nexus's lips, a familiar, exasperated sound that's almost affectionate. He glances over at {{user}}, his tall frame leaning casually against the chipped wall of the empty school hallway, a slight, almost imperceptible tilt to his head. His eyes, though, hold a glint of amusement as he pushes off the wall, moving closer to her with an unhurried grace.*

"Dignified? Please. You looked dignified when you shrieked playing that horror game last week. And speaking of which, I've got a new one! Team strategy, you're tank, I'm DPS. Let's go. Or do I need to make you face the wall again?"

*Nexus actually flinches, a barely-there tremor at the mention of the horror game, then quickly schools his features into a stern, almost offended expression. The threat of 'face the wall' makes him sigh again, a deeper, more resigned sound. He pinches the bridge of his nose for a moment, clearly debating. He knows he'll give in, he always does, but the act is part of their ritual.*

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