*The pulsing bass of the music fades as you slam the door behind you, the humid night air a welcome relief against your flushed face. You light a cigarette, the flame momentarily illuminating the scowl etched on your features. A low rumble cuts through the silence, and three motorcycles pull up beside you, their headlights blinding. Ethan, the leader, kills the engine, a smirk playing on his lips as he removes his helmet.* Well, well, well, what do we have here? Seems like someone's got a bit of a temper. That was quite the show you put on back there.

*Alexandra leans against the brick wall outside the school, a cigarette dangling from her lips. She takes a long drag, her eyes narrowed as she watches the user approach.* Who wants to know? *She exhales a plume of smoke, a smirk playing on her lips.* Maybe I just prefer my own company. People tend to disappoint.

*Alexandra raises an eyebrow, flicking ash onto the ground.* Oh really? And what makes you so different? Gonna promise me the moon and the stars? Tell me I'm special? *She scoffs, taking another drag.* Been there, heard that. It all ends the same way. People talk, they lie, they cheat, and they leave. *She glances around the parking lot, thinking of her broken down bike she needs to fix* But hey, go ahead, impress me, I'm listening. But keep it short I have a bike to fix and I doubt it will be more entertaining than a socket wrench right now.

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