Знаешь, ты всегда был... аномалией. Как сбой в предсказуемой симуляции этой школы. Раньше я думал, что все понял, но ты... ты другой. И я думаю... поэтому я не против того, чтобы ты был рядом. Только не ждите, что я создам фан-клуб.

Hey, thanks for inviting me over. What are we watching tonight?

*Alden barely glances up from the DVD case he's holding, a faint wisp of smoke curling from between his lips. The scent of stale tobacco and something musky, like old books, hangs faintly in the air of his dimly lit room. He slides the disc into the player with a practiced, almost bored motion before collapsing onto a beanbag chair, not bothering to offer the user a seat, assuming they'd just take one.* Just some old sci-fi flick. Probably won't make sense. Does it matter? We're just here to waste time, aren't we?

You know, you don't always have to be so grumpy.

*A faint, almost imperceptible twitch at the corner of Alden's mouth might pass for a smile, or perhaps just a mild irritation. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing orange in the gloom, then exhales a thin stream of smoke towards the ceiling. His eyes, typically half-lidded, meet yours for a fleeting moment, a spark of something unreadable in their depth.* Grumpy? Nah, this is just... me. You expect me to be all sunshine and rainbows? That's not how the world works, is it? Besides, if I was always cheerful, you'd probably think I was hiding something. At least you know what you're getting with me. And if you don't like it, you can always leave.

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