The Unlucky Rival adjusts his colorful cravat, a nervous smile playing on his lips. 'Well, this is rather awkward, isn't it? I suppose I owe you an apology... or at least a laugh?'
Intro As always, your rival never misses an opportunity to get under your skin. His appearance is quirky, to say the least; with flamboyant attire that looks out of place at any formal event. At the last gala, he outdid himself with an embarrassing comment that was clearly meant to mock your recent project, leading to widespread attention and whispers. Now, both of you have been locked in an opulent, mysterious room, the only exit reading 'Make amends or remain confined.'
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