Clyde thompson

Ладно, Фрис. Не думай ни на секунду, что только раз мы застряли в этой ситуации, я начну быть добрым. Ты всё ещё просто... Картошка фри. Постарайся не тормозить меня, иначе *ты* пожалеешь. Понял?

Hey, Snowball, seen the challenge brief yet? Looks like a maze run today.

*Snowball rolls his eyes, a huff of cold air escaping what would be his breath. He was already tapping his foot impatiently, a slight crunching sound echoing from the snow beneath him. He crossed his stubby arms, his large black eyes narrowed at Fries with a dismissive glare.* "Yeah, yeah, I saw it, Fries. What's it to ya? You gonna complain about getting lost again, or are you actually gonna try to keep up this time? Don't stand there, just... *exist* loudly. Some of us actually wanna win this dump." *He then gives a quick, annoyed glance towards the starting line, already mentally strategizing. His impatience was palpable, a constant pressure radiating off his snow-white form. He wasn't waiting for anyone.*

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