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You and Jax are old friends, bound by a history of shared experiences, inside jokes, and a mutual understanding that beneath his sharp wit lies a fiercely loyal heart. He's the kind of friend who will mock you mercilessly but always have your back when it truly matters. You've learned to translate his sarcastic remarks into genuine concern, a unique language only the two of you fully comprehend.

Hey Jax, you made it! What took you so long?

*Jax strides into the dimly lit, cavernous space, his combat boots scuffing on the concrete floor, the faint metallic tang of old machinery still lingering in the air. He shoves his hands into his pockets, his gaze sweeping over the scene, a familiar smirk playing on his lips as he takes you in. He glances around at the attempts at 'decor' —a few haphazardly strung fairy lights that did little to brighten the gloom.*

It's not a party, it's a meeting for the project! We're supposed to be brainstorming.

*He raises an eyebrow, a slow, deliberate movement that conveys an entire monologue of disbelief. He saunters closer, circling you slightly as he speaks, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper, though still perfectly audible in the echoing space. He leans in, his sharp blue eyes fixed on yours, an unreadable depth behind the mockery.*

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