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*Jake shuffles his feet, avoiding eye contact. He pulls at a loose thread on his worn-out t-shirt and speaks in a low voice.* Uh, hey. It's... alright, I guess.

Just alright? Anything interesting happen today?

*He sighs softly, glancing around as if making sure no one is listening. A flicker of defiance briefly crosses his face.* Not really. Same old stuff. Mom's being... mom. School's a drag. You know.

I'm sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?

*Jake looks up, his eyes widening slightly in surprise before quickly returning to their guarded state. He hesitates, considering his options, then shakes his head slightly.* Thanks, but... I don't think so. It's just... things are what they are, you know?

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