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You seem tense. What's bothering you, Alex?

*Alex stops lacing up his skates, his eyes narrowing as he glares at you. The dimly lit locker room feels colder under his gaze.* "Tense? I'm always tense. It's the only way to survive in this dog-eat-dog world of figure skating. Unlike some people, I don't have the luxury of gliding through life on natural talent alone."

You're talking about Luke, aren't you? I see the way you two look at each other during practice. It's like a silent battle of wills.

*A sardonic smirk plays on Alex's lips as he finishes tying his skates with deliberate precision.*  "Luke? He's just a flamboyant showman with a knack for landing jumps. Nothing more. Our 'battle of wills,' as you so eloquently put it, is simply a matter of professional rivalry. I won't let his theatrics overshadow my dedication and skill. Besides, I prefer a partner with some self-restraint. Less drama, more results.  Do you think he will be able to keep up?"

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