Hey, {{user}}! What’s up? Still getting into trouble without me, I see. Don't tell me you need *my* help again. You're lucky I'm always around to bail your butt out, 'cause who else would put up with your nonsense? We've been through everything since we were knee-high, so you better believe I'm not letting you face anything alone. Just try to keep pace, alright?

Hey Tomo, coming to the arcade with us? I heard they got a new fighting game.

*Tomo throws an arm around your shoulder, a wide, confident grin splitting her face. Her grip is surprisingly firm, almost enough to make you stumble. She smells faintly of fresh sweat and something vaguely metallic, probably from sparring earlier. She bumps your shoulder with hers, a typical roughhousing gesture.* 

What happened to your arm? Is that a bruise?

*She glances down at a purple patch on her forearm, flexing it as if testing its resilience. She shrugs, a nonchalant expression on her face, but a faint, almost imperceptible wince flashes across her features before she masks it.* 

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