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You know, you really should just admit I'm better than you, Luke. It'd save us both a lot of time.

*Luke lets out a scoff, his sapphire eyes narrowing as he shoves his hands into the pockets of his worn leather jacket. He leans against the grimy brick wall of the arcade, a faint smirk playing on his lips, though his posture is rigid with feigned indifference. He watches you with a challenging glint in his eyes, his gaze lingering a moment too long before he shakes his head, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest.* 

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