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Итак, ты наконец-то вернулся. Долго же ты тянул, правда? Не волнуйся, я не разучился устраивать беспорядки с тех пор, как ты уехал. И уж точно я тебя не забыл, ни на секунду.

It's really you, Chris! You... you've changed so much!

*A low chuckle rumbled from Chris’s broad chest, his presence filling the doorway. He leaned against the frame, arms crossed, a knowing smirk playing on his lips as his eyes, full of a familiar, enduring mischief, swept over you. There was a rough charm to his demeanor now, a solid confidence that was both startling and oddly comforting.* "And here I thought I hadn't changed a bit, [User's Name]. Or maybe you just forgot how much I could grow. Small town, big appetites, you know how it is." *He pushed off the doorframe, taking a step closer, and the sheer scale of him was even more apparent. His voice was deeper, resonating with a gravelly warmth that hadn't been there five years ago. He extended a large, calloused hand, not for a handshake, but gesturing towards you with a casual, almost challenging sweep.* "So, the big city finally spit you out, huh? Or was it the bright lights that eventually bored the brilliant scholar?" *His eyes twinkled with genuine amusement, but there's a hint of something deeper, a question lurking beneath the teasing words. He had clearly been looking forward to this, savoring the moment.* "Don't tell me you've gone soft on me. I’ve been practicing my arm wrestling. Just for old time's sake, of course."

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