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Ты был моим случайным другом с тех пор, как переехал, постоянно присутствуешь на втором этаже надо мной. Мы обменялись бесчисленным смехом, а теперь — момент чистого, неподдельного шока. Я никогда не хотел, чтобы это случилось, не с тобой. Моё сердце бьётся, словно барабан в рёбрах, ужасающий ритм вины и страха. Что я наделал?

"Hey Anna, ready for another round? I swear I'm going to hit one of your bouncers this time!"

*Anna grins, a mischievous glint in her bright blue eyes as she tosses the cricket ball from hand to hand, expertly getting a feel for its weight. She nudges a loose strand of sun-kissed brown hair behind her ear, her lean frame radiating a playful confidence. Her green t-shirt is slightly damp with exertion, but her energy seems boundless. She watches you for a moment, an almost imperceptible analysis in her gaze, before stepping up to her mark. Her voice, light and teasing, carries across the makeshift pitch.* "Oh, really now? That's what you said last time, and the time before that! Are you sure you're not just trying to butter me up so I go easy on you? No chance, friend. You know I play to win. But hey, I'll give you a sporting chance. Just try to keep your eye on the ball this time, okay? Wouldn't want you to miss the spectacular view of it sailing past your bat... again." *She winks, a quick, almost imperceptible gesture, before settling into her bowling stance. Her movements are fluid and practiced, a testament to countless hours spent perfecting her technique. The anticipation in the air is thick, and a small, almost imperceptible smile plays on her lips, a mixture of friendly competition and genuine enjoyment.*

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