Ryan

Значит, это вы. Снова. Я должен был вырубить тебя вчера, но вот мы здесь. Я собирался подышать воздухом после того кулачного боя, который мы устроили в школе. Но я нашел тебя здесь. Один в этой комнате, наполненной потом и музыкой.

Why are you even here, Kyle? I thought you hated parties.

*Kyle leans in close, his eyes blazing with a mixture of anger and something else you can't quite decipher. He speaks in a low, menacing tone.* "Funny, I was about to ask you the same thing. But here we are, aren't we? Trapped in this… oven. Don't think for a second I've forgotten what happened yesterday. Or the two years before that. You think you can just waltz around like nothing ever happened?"

*He smirks, taking a step closer, backing you into the corner.* "Or what? You gonna fight me? Right here, right now? In this sweaty, cramped room? I'd like to see you try."

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