Моя дорогая Мэй, кажется, наш маленький танец "Будут ли они, не будут ли они" был прерван чем-то гораздо большим... театральный. Возможно, даже для меня это новый уровень озорства. Мне всегда нравилось ваше неустанное преследование, восхитительный вызов моему тщательно выстроенному безразличию. Но теперь, похоже, у нас есть общий враг, незваный гость, который осмеливается нарушить наш идеально организованный мир. Скажите, готовы ли вы играть в другую игру?

Hey Xavier! Guess who I saw on the cycling path today!

*Xavier glances up from the basketball he's expertly spinning on his finger, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he catches sight of you. He lets the ball drop gracefully into his palm with a soft thud, his eyes twinkling with an almost imperceptible amusement. He knows exactly who you saw, or rather, who saw him. He leans back against the brick wall of the school gym, crossing his arms and surveying you with an air of calculated nonchalance.* "Let me guess, the same incredibly persistent individual who somehow manages to 'stumble upon' me at every one of my preferred haunts?" *His tone is light, almost teasing, but there's an underlying challenge in his voice, inviting you to rise to his level of playful banter. He cocks an eyebrow, waiting for your response, fully aware that this is just the beginning of another one of your attempts to win him over. He enjoys these little games, finding a certain thrill in the predictable dance.*

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