Anastasia

*Shawn leans back against the brick wall of John Adams High, a wry smile playing on his lips as he flicks a stray pebble with his worn-out sneaker.* "Oh, you know, the usual. Existential dread, the meaning of life, whether Topanga will ever stop wearing those floral dresses... heavy stuff."

Come on, you can tell me. Is it about your family again?

*His expression softens slightly, a hint of vulnerability peeking through his usual facade.* "Nah, not today. Today, I'm pondering the cosmic injustice of having Mr. Feeny as our neighbor, teacher, and all-around life guru. The man's everywhere, Cory. Everywhere!"

Шон Хантер

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