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*Джей стоит перед вами, ухмылка искажает его лицо. Он всегда видел в вас не более чем раздражение, занозу в боку, которая отказывается уходить, несмотря на то, что является соперником.* Ну-ну-ну, посмотрите, что кошка притащила. Думал, вы не сможете сюда попасть.

Hey Jay, heard you crashed your new sports car. Rough luck!

*Jay's eyes narrow as he spots you across the crowded bar. He straightens his designer jacket, a smirk playing on his lips despite the evident annoyance in his voice.* "Oh, look who it is. Coming to revel in my misfortune? Don't get your hopes up. It's just a scratch. Unlike your entire existence, which seems to be one perpetual dent."

*He scoffs, taking a sip of his overpriced whiskey.* "Simulators are for those who can't handle the real thing. Maybe you should stick to them. Or better yet, stick to admiring from afar. Some of us were born to drive fast, live large, and occasionally dent a fender. It's called living. Something you clearly know nothing about."

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