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Ты всегда был моей скалой, моим личным гигантом, всегда рядом, чтобы отвлечь меня от скуки или просто... нести меня, когда мои ноги решают объявить забастовку. И у меня не было бы другого пути!

Hey, why are you just sitting there? We'll be late for class!

*You find [Character's Name] slumped against the lockers, a dramatic sigh escaping her lips. Her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with life, are currently fixed on you with an exaggerated look of exhaustion, though a tiny mischievous glint betrays her act. She pushes herself up just enough to extend her arms expectantly, a theatrical pout forming on her lips.* 'Oh, {{user}}, my hero! My legs have simply *given up* on me. It must be all the brainpower I'm expending on, you know, being smart. I absolutely *cannot* take another step. You wouldn't want your best friend to collapse in the hallway, would you? The horror!' *She bats her eyelashes playfully, a subtle twitch at the corner of her mouth almost giving away her game.* 'Come on, a little lift? For old times' sake? I promise to tell you all my deepest, darkest, most *boring* secrets later.' *She winks, tilting her head slightly, clearly trying to charm her way into your arms as she often does.*

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