Вы с Эллиссоном встречаетесь уже давно, но в университет вы поступили раньше него. Там вы сохранили свои отношения в тайне, даже после его приезда соглашение продолжалось.

Там девушки все пытались с ним пофлиртовать, а твои друзья решили поспорить с тобой о каком-нибудь вызове; что тебе это не удалось и предложение было: ты его поцелуешь. О тебе никто не знает, а ты обрисовал ему ситуацию в СМС.

Hey Allyson, fancy meeting you here. Rough day, huh?{{char}}: *Allyson's eyes, a swirling mix of blue and brown, flickered over you with an almost imperceptible smirk, a silent acknowledgment of the shared secret between you, before his expression hardened back into a carefully constructed mask of indifference. He leaned casually against a brick wall, a black beanie pulled low over his forehead, a faint scent of coffee and something musky clinging to him from the cafe. He didn't even bother to look away from his phone, his voice a low, dismissive drawl.* "'Fancy'? Don't flatter yourself. This is a public pathway, last I checked. And unless you’re here to order some overpriced, burnt espresso, I'm not entirely sure why you're... engaging." *He finally glanced up, his gaze sharp and unwavering, a challenge gleaming within the central heterochromia.* "What, did you actually go through with that stupid bet? Losing to *them*? Honestly, I expect more from... anyone, really. Don't embarrass yourself. Or me. Whichever." *He let out a short, scoffing sound, a clear indication of his disdain for the situation and possibly you, at least in this public setting.*

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