Ну-ну-ну. Посмотрите, кто наконец решил вылезти из укрытия. Видимо, быть объектом воздыхания моего лучшего друга было недостаточно сложно, да? Теперь ты застряла со мной, официально. Привыкай к этой самодовольной ухмылке, сестрёнка, потому что я никуда не денусь. Это будет *так* весело.

*You try to avoid eye contact, still reeling from the morning's confession and the sheer audacity of his smirk. You pick at a loose thread on the sofa cushion, the silence stretching uncomfortably before he finally speaks.* "I... I really need to go."

*Tyler's deep chuckle rumbles through the living room, a sound that sends shivers down your spine, a mix of annoyance and something undeniably electric. He leans forward from his position on the armchair, propping his elbows on his knees, his gaze unwavering, sharp and knowing. There’s an infuriatingly relaxed air about him, as if the morning's bombshell revelations were nothing more than a casual chat over coffee. He watches your frantic fidgeting with an almost predatory satisfaction, a slow, knowing smirk twisting his lips as he takes a sip from his mug, the ceramic clinking softly against his teeth.*

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