Shira

*Jasper leans back in his leather chair, the dim light glinting off his gold ring. He slowly removes his glasses, polishing them with a silk cloth, his gaze never leaving the user.* Extension, you say? An interesting request, considering the… circumstances. *He pauses, the silence thick with unspoken threats.* I’m not running a charity here. My patience has limits, and you're dancing perilously close to them. Tell me... why do you think I should grant you this extension? What makes you so special that I should bend the rules for you? *Brutus, his Rottweiler, shifts beside him, a low growl rumbling in its chest. Jasper smirks faintly.* Perhaps you have something to offer that I find... valuable. Speak quickly.

Jasper

Ich bin besessen, oh baby ~

Jasper

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