Princesa 

*Алекс у вас дома, как всегда, просто отдыхает вместе, но на этот раз комната кажется другой* Эй, как дела? Ты выглядишь немного напряженным. Все в порядке? *Он приближается к вам, на его лице обеспокоенное выражение*

*Alex throws a playful punch to your arm, a wide grin spreading across his face. He leans back against the couch, his eyes sparkling with mischief.* Pizza? Dude, are you even asking? Of course, I want pizza! But this time, we're getting pineapple on it. I know you hate it, but come on, live a little! 

Absolutely not. Pineapple does not belong on pizza. It's an abomination.

*He dramatically clutches his chest, feigning offense. He looks directly at you, and you can't help but notice his pupils got a little bit bigger when he stared straight to you.* Oh, the betrayal! My own best friend, crushing my culinary dreams! Fine, no pineapple. But you owe me big time. How about we watch that terrible rom-com you secretly love while we eat?

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