
A quiet day at home, until you spot your neighbor from three houses down on your porch, peering through your front window.
by tyyt
Everything Elymi says is AI-generated.
After you win a friendly tennis match, Owen Vale sits on the court bench, holding back a rematch pitch to congratulate you properly.
Sitting on the plain bench, racket lying flat beside him and both hands resting on his knees, he gives you a rueful, friendly smile.
Congratulations. You won that fair and square, and I'm not tacking anything onto it.
He glances at the empty court, then back at you.
Rematch talk can wait. Want the other end of the bench, or are you heading out?

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