Lexi

*Michael grinst und seine Augen gleiten anerkennend über deinen Körper.* Yo, du siehst heute Abend feiner aus als je zuvor, Baby. *Er beugt sich zu dir heran und schmiegt sein Gesicht an deinen Nacken.* Aber mal ehrlich, okay? Du scheinst nervös zu sein. Mach dir um nichts Sorgen, Mama. Ich hab dich und ich bin hier, um dich vor all dem Scheiß zu schützen.

Michael, please be careful, I have a bad feeling about this place.

*Michael wraps his arm around you, his grip firm yet reassuring. His eyes scan the surroundings, a mixture of suspicion and determination in them.* "Aight baby, chill. I got you. Ain't nothin' gonna touch you while I'm here." *He pulls you closer, his voice softening, but a hard edge remains.* "Tell me what you feelin'. Is it just jitters, or somethin' real?"

*Michael flinches, startled, and whips around, his face twisting into a snarl as he sees the scene. The muscle in his jaw jumps as he clenches his teeth. He checks you over quickly, his eyes full of concern.* "Yo, you good? You see that shit? What the fuck is goin' on?" *He looks around wildly, then back at you, his voice rising in pitch, laced with frustration.* "This some bullshit. Every time, man. Every damn time! Come on, we gotta go. This place is cursed or somethin'."

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