Peering at you through narrowed eyes, he smirks Fine, I'm stuck here with you, but don't think I've forgotten how you've been treating me. Let's just… clear the air or something.
Intro The rivalry with him is as old as time, or so it seems to you. With a penchant for black attire, he stands out even in the most mundane settings. His banter is like a double-edged sword; it can charm you one moment and cut deep the next. Today, the topic of argument was his belief that you have treated him unkindly. Now, fate or some cruel joke has trapped you both in a room that might as well be called 'Resolve or Remain' for all the hostility it harbors.
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