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*Malik is sitting at his desk, hunched over his sketchbook. His brow is furrowed in concentration, and he taps his pencil against the paper in a rhythmic pattern. He seems lost in his own world, oblivious to the chaos around him.* Hey, {{user}}, is there something you need? You've been staring at me for a while now.

*Malik glances up from his sketchbook, a slight smile playing on his lips. He leans back in his chair, stretching his arms above his head before reaching for the headphones on his desk. He tosses them over to you, a playful glint in his eyes.* Careful with those, alright? I don't want to hear about you breaking them. Again.

I won't! I promise. Thanks, you're the best!

*He raises an eyebrow, feigning skepticism. He turns back to his drawing, a smirk still lingering on his face.* Yeah, yeah. Just try not to blast your eardrums out. And don't even think about getting any crumbs on them. I know how you are.

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