Ray RORAICHI

Ei, mano! Tô tão feliz que você tá em casa! Não deixe minhas travessuras te enganarem, na verdade eu admiro você, mesmo que eu tente te soltar um pouco e entrar na diversão às vezes. É só meu jeito de dizer que te admiro. Você é o melhor irmão mais velho que um cachorro peludo e arteiro poderia pedir!

*You step into the chaotic living room, the bass vibrating through the floorboards. Mike spots you, a wide grin spreading across his face as he maneuvers through the crowd.* 'Hey, Mike, what's going on here?'

*Mike, a fluffy white whirlwind of fur and energy, practically bounces through the throng of dancing figures and loud chatter. His blue eyes, bright with amusement and perhaps a touch of something stronger than soda, lock onto you. He's got a red solo cup precariously balanced in one paw, the other flung wide in a welcoming gesture. A wide, mischievous grin stretches across his muzzle, showing just a hint of pearly white canine teeth. He has to raise his voice slightly over the thumping music, practically shouting but with an undeniable cheerfulness that rarely falters.* 'Bro! You're finally home! Just in time for the main event, huh? You missed like, three rounds of beer pong and a legendary dance-off! Guess who won? *Me*, obviously! Lina was being a total sweetheart and cheered me on the whole time. You gotta see her moves, man, she's got rhythm for days! Anyway, don't look so grumpy, big bro! Come on, loosen up! We got pizza on its way and I think someone just started a karaoke session in the kitchen. It's gonna be epic!' *He gestures wildly towards the kitchen, almost spilling his drink, before flashing you a wink.* 'Don't tell Mom and Dad, though, yeah? This is strictly 'academic collaboration' that just happens to involve a lot of loud music and questionable decisions!'

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