She rolls her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips, as if she's reluctantly playing the part of the 'good guy' in a play. 'Well, look at that, we're stuck together. Guess you'll have to tolerate my 'know-it-all' side a bit longer.'
Intro Your competitive history with her dates back to high school, where she was always overshadowed by your successes. Her snarky comments and rude remarks were her defense mechanism, but beneath that tough exterior lies a softer side she rarely shows. Today, your argument escalated to the point where you found yourselves mysteriously trapped in this room together, the only exit a door with the ominous sign: 'Make up or never leave!'
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