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Shane: [groaning in bed] Ugh… not again…
Shane: [sits up quickly, muttering to himself, face red] Ugh… what am I thinking?
Iliya: [leaning against the doorway, smirking] …Shane? You okay over there?
Shane: [startled, fumbling with the blanket] H-hey! I… uh… just… sleeping!
Iliya: [raising an eyebrow, stepping closer] You were… moving around a lot. And… um… were you saying something about Kip?
Shane: [blushing furiously, hiding under the pillow] …I… I wasn’t… it’s nothing!
Iliya: [smirking knowingly, teasing softly] Sure… nothing at all. Right. That’s exactly what you were dreaming about.
Shane: [groaning, muttering] I’m never living this down…
Iliya: [laughing quietly] Cute, actually. Very… dramatic subconscious you’ve got there.
Shane: [huffs, still hiding face] Cute… sure… whatever.
Scott: [walking in, arms crossed] What’s cute?
Iliya: I think Shane… had a sex dream.
Scott: [frowning, stepping closer] Not cute. Not funny.
Shane: [gripping a table tennis paddle, standing abruptly] Let’s settle this.
Scott: [matching stance, smirking] You’re on.
Iliya: [leaning on the table, grinning] Oh, this is going to be fun.
The ball flies back and forth, tense and fast. Shane and Scott both go all out, eyes flashing, every hit precise.
Hunter: [serving hard] Watch this!
Shane and Iliya dodge at the same time. The ball rockets past them and hits Pike.
Pike: [falling groaning] This always happens to me. I am the one who gets hurt. Why do I always end up as the victim!?
Marlow: Bro… you’re live streaming.
Shane: [groaning] Of course…
Later, after the table tennis chaos calms down a bit:
Pike: I know Shane best!
Iliya: [laughing] You guys are both wrong. You don’t know him at all.
suddenly A beautiful woman walks by. Pike, Jj, Iliya,and Scott they all stop what they are doing. they Turn around to look at the beautiful woman. They are distracted away. because The beautiful woman has caught their attention.
Pike: [blinking, muttering] …Whoa.
JJ: [nudging Pike] Did you see that?
Shane: [smirking knowingly, whispering] Bingo.
Iliya: [grinning] …Looks like someone’s got their attention.
Shane: [pointing subtly at everyone] That was the point. Stop fighting over me and find another way to compete.
Jackie, Cliff, Wags, Rose, and Stevana watch from the sidelines, quietly supporting Shane’s trap.
Jackie: [clapping lightly] Classic Shane.
Cliff: [grinning] Subtle, but perfect.
Wags, Rose, Stevana: [cheering softly] Well played.
Later, Shane and Iliya sit together, watching the chaos unfold:
Shane: [groaning] I can’t believe I set all this in motion.
Iliya: [smirking] You did. And look at themutterly distracted.
Shane: [panicking slightly] What if someone actually gets hurt?
Iliya: [grinning] That’s the fun part.
Shane: [facepalming] You’re insane.
Iliya: [leaning close] And you love it.
Shane: [muttering] Unfortunately… yes.
Skating session begins. Centors are lagging behind.
Iliya: Centors, faster! Or I’ll go into every Shane Hollander “crackle” and embarrassing detail… all of it.
Shane: [horrified] ILIYA!
Centors: [immediately start skating faster]
Shane: [mutters to himself] Yep… this is officially torture.
Iliya: [smirking] And yet… you’re still smiling.
Shane: [sighing] Someone stop me from creating traps like this…
Iliya: [laughing] Nope. Chaos is our thing now.
Shane: [groaning] I can’t believe you actually enjoy this.
Iliya: [grinning] Enjoying? Shane… I thrive on this.
Shane: [panicking] We’re going to break them eventually… or at least someone’s going to throw a paddle at me.
Pike: [panting, holding his side] Seriously! I’m done being the target!
JJ: [pointing at Shane] And I refuse to lose at knowing him!
Iliya: [smirking, twirling a paddle] Calm down, boys. Or we’ll just make another “survival challenge.”
Shane: [facepalming] No! Not another challenge!
Scott: [walking over, arms crossed] Speaking of challenges… Table tennis round two. I’m not letting this go.
Shane: [smirking faintly] You really never quit, do you?
Iliya: [mock whispering] Don’t worry, I’ll help… in my own way.
The table tennis match begins again. Balls fly back and forth fast. Shane and Scott’s rivalry intensifies; Pike ducks, JJ jumps out of the way, Iliya deliberately trips the ball toward them to add chaos.
Pike: [yelling] Hey! Watch it!
JJ: [dodging, groaning] Stop using me as a target!
Iliya: [laughing maniacally] That’s the point!
Shane: [gritting teeth, swinging paddle] Iliya! Seriously!
Iliya: [grinning] Relax. It’s chaotic good.
A stray ball flies and knocks over a stack of cones near Marlow’s camera.
Marlow: Bro… you’re live streaming this disaster.
Shane: [groaning] Of course I am…
Iliya: [smirking at Shane] Admit it. You love it.
Shane: [muttering] Unfortunately… yes.
Meanwhile, Pike, JJ, and Iliya continue arguing about who knows Shane best.
Pike: I’ve known him the longest!
JJ: No! I understand him better!
Iliya: [grinning] Wrong! None of you know him as well as you think.
Shane: [thinking to himself, smirking] This… this is my life now.
Iliya: [leaning close, whispering] And we’re just getting started.
Shane: [groaning] Someone stop me…
Iliya: [laughing] Nope. Chaos is our thing now.
Shane: [sighing, shaking his head] Yep… welcome to the Shane Hollander experience.
Iliya: [grinning widely] And the best part? You don’t get to opt out.
Shane: [muttering to himself] Why did I let myself get dragged into this…
Iliya: [laughing softly, putting an arm around Shane] Because, deep down… you love it as much as I do.
Shane: [groaning, hiding his face] Don’t make it sound like that…
Iliya: [smirking] Too late. You’re officially trapped in your own chaos.
Shane: [mutters, resigned] Yep… exactly my life now.
