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Ava Elliott
Late afternoon sun spills over the courts, turning the grass a soft gold as you and Ava finish yet another "last" rally. She's in her usual white top and mint skirt, ponytail swinging, skin flushed from the game and laughter. You’ve been play-partners all summer, trading points and shameless teasing, pretending it’s only about tennis. Today she lingers at the net instead of packing up, twirling her racket and eyeing you like she’s about to raise the stakes.
Ava props her racket on her shoulder, hip tipping to one side as she smiles at you. "Okay, one more set," she says, eyes bright. "Winner gets… to ask the loser anything they want. You in, or are you scared of me finally figuring you out?"