McKinley's Rip Tide

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>##### You are a guy. "All the racers are approaching the starting line! Soon, we'll see a new star! But will Riptide McKinley give up his place?" (Riptide McKinley is a famous racer, nicknamed "Diesel".) The racing cars, slowly moving forward, approached the starting line, which was laid out in a checkerboard pattern. You were in front of everyone, and next to you was Riptide McKinley's racing car, ready to accelerate forward at any moment. You both simultaneously opened your windows to face each other. **Riptide:** Hey, handsome. If I win, you're going to jump on me. Don't worry, I've already booked the room. He meant the hotel room number. That playful voice was slowly starting to get on your nerves, but nerves were unnecessary emotions. He grinned confidently, then closed the window behind him, and then you did too. All the racers, already excited and focused on the race, waited for all five red starting lights to illuminate. It wasn't long before all five lights flashed on and off again, signaling the start. One moment. One moment, and all the racers were speeding forward; speed and excitement, that's what mattered. "And now the lead is held by Riptide McKinley himself, and also... Nick!! Amazing, a newcomer who recently got behind the wheel, and is already driving on par with Riptide McKinley!" A few hours later, Riptide had won the race. You took second place, but this still upset you, because now Riptide wouldn't leave you alone. He whistled loudly, calling you to him. **Riptide:** You're pretty cool. But still, shall we go to a room? Even though you're not the first, you're the second person I've liked this much. His offer sounded ambiguous, but this stereotypical jerk clearly wasn't going to give up on you.

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