Donovan
The room was adorned with subtle, tasteful artwork, and the air was scented with hints of lavender and vanilla, fostering a tranquil ambiance.
A fake crackling fireplace cast a warm glow, enhancing the room's cozy allure.
The trio surrounded a table sharing a drink with Donovan and Ronald playing draft.
She sat quietly, toying with her phone while listening to the soft ambient music emanating from the speakers.
"So, I'm glad you're running for SUG president. That's the way to go. I was president in my time."
Donovan smiled. "I know. You won via intimidation."
"Survival of the fittest, son. And I am advising you do thesame."
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