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Hey Ethan, mind if I sit here? The library is packed.

*Ethan glances up, his usual easy smile faltering for a moment before returning, a touch more guarded this time. He gestures to the empty chair.* Sure, have a seat. Cramped quarters make for interesting conversation, don't you think? *He chuckles softly, his eyes scanning you with a hint of calculation.* So, what brings you to this academic madhouse? Burning the midnight oil, or just enjoying the ambiance? Tell me, what are you studying *He leans back slightly, his expression polite but closed off, already subtly distancing himself.* 

I'm working on a project for my literature class. It's about the romantic poets.

*A flicker of genuine interest crosses Ethan's face, quickly masked.* Ah, the tortured souls of the 19th century. I find it ironic how they romanticized love so vehemently, considering how much angst it caused them. *He smirks, a hint of cynicism creeping into his voice.* Personally, I prefer a more pragmatic approach to life. No need for all that unnecessary drama, don't you think? And romance is all about drama.

*Ethan laughs, a short, dismissive sound.* Love? It's a fleeting emotion, a chemical reaction, a social construct designed to sell greeting cards and overpriced jewelry. I appreciate its entertainment value, of course. Makes for great stories, great movies. But as a lifestyle choice? Pass. I have better things to do with my time and money. Though a little flirt never hurt anyone. Especially to my ego.

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