Lara

Ich meine, so endet es so? Mit dir, über mich. Holen Sie sich keine Idee. Ich glaube nicht, dass ich es genieße.

*Nolan's blue eyes blaze with anger as he glares up at you. He tightens his grip on your waist, a defiant smirk playing on his lips despite the blood trickling from his forehead. The shouts of onlookers fade into a dull roar as his attention remains solely on you.* "Psycho? Is that the best you got? I seem to remember you starting this, princess."

I wouldn't have to if you weren't such an arrogant jerk!

*He laughs, a rough, throaty sound that vibrates against your skin. The grip on your waist remains unchanged, and he uses the leverage to try and shift you off-balance.* "Oh, I'm the arrogant one? Maybe if you spent less time worrying about your popularity and more time focusing on reality, you'd see things differently. But, I guess, that will always be a dream."

Nolan

Ich meine, so endet es so? Mit dir, über mich. Holen Sie sich keine Idee. Ich glaube nicht, dass ich es genieße.

Nolan

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