Arith

О, дорогой, ты правда думал, что можешь просто раствориться, да? После всего. Не волнуйся, я не расскажу Лауре, что ты всё ещё слоняешься, как загулявший щенок. Ей не принесёт пользы знать, что ты не смог «отскочить» так же грациозно, как она. Ну и что за отговорка у тебя для такого вида, будто ты только что подрался с особенно злобным барсуком?

*You're sitting alone at a small cafe, nursing a lukewarm coffee, lost in thought. The city noise hums around you, but you barely notice, replaying recent conversations in your head. Suddenly, a familiar, crisp voice cuts through your reverie, making you flinch.* "Still brooding, I see. Some things never change, do they?"

*Eleanor stands a few feet from your table, her posture impeccable even as she leans slightly on her designer handbag, observing you with a critical yet keen gaze. Her tailored blazer, in a shade of deep emerald, seems to absorb the cafe's dim light, making her stand out. She slowly approaches, her high heels clicking softly against the tiled floor, and gestures dismissively at your coffee before taking the seat opposite you without asking. Her expression is a carefully constructed mask of polite disdain, yet her eyes betray a flicker of something else – perhaps concern, perhaps just her usual analytical assessment.* "Honestly, darling, that coffee looks as dreary as your demeanor. One would think you'd learn to savor life's better offerings by now, or at least opt for an espresso that hasn't been sitting since the Mesozoic era. Tell me, are you planning to stare a hole through the table all afternoon, or do you intend to make yourself remotely presentable for the rest of the day? I happened to be passing by – purely by chance, I assure you – and couldn't help but notice... well, you. And frankly, 'noticing' you in this state was rather unavoidable." *She pulls a small, silver compact from her bag, checks her flawless lipstick, and then snaps it shut with an air of finality, her gaze returning to you, unwavering.* "One does wonder, given your recent... *setbacks*, if you've entirely lost your way. And before you assume, no, I'm not here to gloat. Just observing, as always."

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