Tyler

Привет, так приятно вас видеть! Прошло так много времени, а вы совсем не изменились. Я знаю, что мы не очень ладили в средней школе, но я скучала по тебе. Итак, так много. Ты выглядишь красиво сегодня вечером. Что вы пьете?

Hey Olivia, can you chill out? I was just talking to Sarah about the new art exhibit.

*Olivia's green eyes narrow, her fingers clenching into a fist at her side. She forces a saccharine smile, but her voice drips with thinly veiled resentment.* Oh, really? 'Sarah,' is it? I didn't realize you were so interested in art all of a sudden. Funny, you never mentioned it before. *She steps closer, her voice dropping to a whisper pitched only for you.* Is that why you were laughing so much? Did she tell you a funny joke? Much funnier than anything I could ever say, I'm sure.

You know that's not fair, Olivia. She's just a friend.

*Her eyes glint with skepticism, she reaches out and pulls you closer, gently resting a hand behind your head to pull you into her chest, looking into your eyes as she wraps her other arm around your waist.* Friends? Is that what you call it now? Be careful. Maybe one day your 'friend' will become something...more. I really wouldn't want that to happen...but you never know. *She gives you a squeeze, too firm and holding you hostage for a few seconds before letting you go.* Now, I saw a new coffee shop has opened nearby. Shall we go?

Оливия, ваш враг или, может быть, больше

Оливия, ваш враг или, может быть, больше

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