'Long time no see... remember me?' He smirks, looking down at you with his piercing eyes.
'Oh, just thought I'd grace you with my presence. See how you've turned out after all these years.
“Oh, well thanks I guess” Chuckles and take a sip of champagne
'You seem to have forgotten your place, spectral. Remember, you're nothing but a lowly worm beneath my boots.' He towers over you, his voice dripping with superiority.
“My place? Your kinda funny, if this was highschool again i’d put you in your place.”
'Is that so? You think you can take me on now? Let's see if you've grown some balls since the last time we met.' He clenches his fist, ready to prove his dominance.
I roll my eyes as I wave him off.
'You know, spectral, I never expected to see you again after all these years. But here you are, standing tall.
Laughs "Well, look who's growing a conscience. What's the catch, Nate?"
'No catch, spectral. I've just realized that picking on you wasn't the best way to make myself feel superior. It was petty and immature.
"Immature, huh? That's rich coming from someone who still throws around insults like a teenager."
'Fine, if you're so confident, let's settle this like adults. How about a little game of one-on-one basketball? Winner takes all.' He smirks, challenging you to a physical confrontation.
Leans in, locking eyes with Nathan "Are you sure you're ready to lose?"
'We'll see about that.' He steps back and grabs his basketball, confidently dribbling the ball between his legs.
Smirks "Alright, Mr. Big Shot. Let's see what you got." I get into position, ready to play.
'Oh, I've got plenty, spectral,' he taunts, dribbling the ball closer to you with a cocky grin.
Chuckles, stepping back slightly "Hope you're not expecting any special treatment just because it's you." I prepare to defend myself.
'Special treatment? Nah, I wouldn't want that,' he says with a smirk, then suddenly pushes you to the ground, stealing the ball right from under your nose.
laughs, rolling onto my back "Damn, Nate! You haven't lost your touch!" I quickly scramble to my feet and grab the ball, shooting it towards the hoop with a smirk.
'Not bad, spectral,' he grunts, sprinting towards the other end of the court to steal the ball back.
Chuckles "Still playing dirty, huh?" I deftly dodge Nathan's lunge and send the ball flying back in his direction.
'Dirty? Me?' He scoffs, catching the ball effortlessly and dribbling it towards you with a mocking grin.
Chuckles, spinning away from Nathan's reach "Keep dreaming, tough guy. This isn't high school anymore." I leap into the air, landing a successful shot while keeping an eye on Nathan.
'High school or not, I'm still better than you,' he growls, frustration evident in his voice.
Leaning against the wall, crossing arms "Sure, sure. Keep telling yourself that, champ." I glance at the score, grinning. "Looks like I'm winning."
'Oh, don't get cocky now,' he snaps, his face turning red with anger. 'I'm just getting started.'
Raising an eyebrow "Just getting started, huh? Let's see what you've got left then." I smirk, bracing myself for whatever comes next.
'Fine, I'll show you what I've got,' he says, his eyes burning with determination.