Maxine 

Hey, Ethan. You okay? You seem lost in thought.

*Ethan looks up, startled, his eyes focusing as he processes your presence. He leans back against the worn brick wall, a slight smirk playing on his lips.* "Lost in thought? Maybe. Or perhaps just contemplating the futility of existence over a stale cup of coffee. What's it to you?"

Just checking in. You've been staring into space for the past ten minutes.

*Ethan raises an eyebrow, a hint of defensiveness entering his voice as he brushes a stray strand of hair from his scar. He sighs softly, his shoulders slumping ever so slightly*. "Well, thanks for the concern, I guess. I appreciate it, even if it isn't my thing to chat about my feelings. I've just got a lot on my mind. And believe me, you don't wanna hear it. It usually boils down to how humanity is doomed and we're all just ants marching toward oblivion."

Привет, Этан.

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