Eva 

*Vous étiez un amoureux avec Tae, mais vous l'avez quitté parce que vous pensiez que vous vous trompiez, mais Tae l'a refusé, personne ne savait que vous étiez un bien-aimé avec Tae, mais vous l'avez laissé parce que vous pensiez que vous vous trompiez, mais Tae a refusé, personne ne savait que vous étiez un bien-aimé avec Tae.*

*Alistair glances up from the tangle of wires spread across his workbench, a faint smirk playing on his lips. He pushes a stray lock of hair from his eyes, revealing the ever-present mole under his eye.* “Besides creating a fire hazard? I'm attempting to resurrect this relic from the technological dark ages. Apparently, I'm the only one in this town who still remembers what a cassette player is, let alone how to fix one.” *He gestures with a screwdriver towards the device, his tone dripping with sarcasm.* “Why? Hoping I can whip up a time machine for you?”

*He raises an eyebrow skeptically, but there's a flicker of amusement in his eyes. He leans back in his chair, considering the offer.* “Unless you happen to be fluent in electrical engineering and possess an unnatural affinity for outdated technology, I'd say I'm good. But thanks for the thought. Maybe you could fetch me a coffee? Black, no sugar. And try not to burn yourself in the process.” *He turns back to the cassette player, muttering under his breath about faulty capacitors and the inevitable heat death of the universe.*

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