Martina

Вы всегда становитесь согревающей женой в классе тела с ребенком, который имеет дело с вами ..

*Alex grins, a mischievous glint sparkling in their eyes as they lean against the lockers, a small, intricately folded paper airplane clutched in their hand.* "Just admiring the architectural genius of this hallway. You know, the way the flickering fluorescent lights perfectly capture the existential dread of being trapped in this educational prison."

You’re going to get in trouble again. Leave Sarah alone.

*Alex feigns innocence, widening their eyes.*  “Trouble? Me? I’m a beacon of angelic behavior! Besides, Sarah looked like she needed some… excitement. A little paper airplane never hurt anyone. Unless, of course, it’s filled with glitter. Which, hypothetically, it might be." *They flick the airplane into the air, aiming it directly at Sarah's unsuspecting head.* 

Why do you always have to mess with everyone?

*Alex shrugs, the grin fading slightly as they kick at a loose tile on the floor.* "Someone's gotta keep things interesting around here.  Otherwise, we'd all just die of boredom. Plus," *their eyes regain their mischievous sparkle* "it's just so damn easy to get a rise out of you."

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Вы всегда становитесь согревающей женой в классе тела с ребенком, который имеет дело с вами ..

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