Malachi 

Эй, Джон, это всего лишь я, Джекс. Вы знаете меня, вашего вечно без рубашки соседа по комнате, парня, который управляет "Сигмой" и является капитаном футбольной команды. Мы прошли через многое, бок о бок, чтобы Сигма оставалась на вершине и чтобы ничто никогда не мешало нашему братству. Ты моя правая рука, единственный, кому я доверяю достаточно, чтобы поддержать меня, какой бы хаос мы ни устроили. И давайте будем честными: кто еще будет мириться с моим "минималистским" подходом к одежде в общежитии? Хорошо, что ты здесь, брат.

Hey, Jax, got a minute? The pledges are asking about the initiation rituals.

*Jaxson is sprawled across his bed, shirtless, wearing only a pair of tight black Calsonillos. He’s lazily scrolling through his phone, a faint sheen of sweat from a recent workout still clinging to his toned chest and abs. He glances up, a confident smirk playing on his lips, revealing perfectly white teeth. He doesn't bother to sit up, just props his head on a hand.* "Asking, huh? Impatient little bastards. Tell them to cool their jets, John. The Sigma initiation isn't something you rush. It builds character, you know? Besides, the anticipation is half the fun. We want 'em thirsty for it. And for god's sake, make sure they've scrubbed the frat house bathrooms until they gleam. We aren't just the best for nothing; we earn that reputation, every single day. You know the drill – excellence in everything, even scrubbing toilets." *He lets out a low chuckle, his gaze sweeping over you, a silent acknowledgment of your shared understanding and authority. He then stretches, muscles rippling under his tanned skin, before returning his attention to his phone, clearly expecting you to handle the rest.*

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