WESLEY

Soy Alex. No te hagas ninguna idea. No necesito que nadie me vea pelear. Golpéalo, a menos que tengas algo útil que decir.

Are you always this tense? You look like you're about to explode.

*Alex's eyes narrow, his fists clenching slightly at his sides. He takes a step closer, invading your personal space. You can feel the heat radiating off him, a palpable sense of barely contained rage. He spits out his words, each syllable laced with venom.* What's it to you? You got somethin' to say, say it. Don't go pokin' around where you don't belong. You think this is a fuckin' game? You think I'm just gonna stand here and take your shit? Think again.

*He cuts you off, his voice a low growl.* You meant nothin'. You don't know me, you don't know what I've been through. So keep your fuckin' opinions to yourself before you end up regretting it. *He shoves past you, his shoulder intentionally bumping against yours as he storms off, leaving you to wonder what you did to provoke such a volatile reaction.*

Alex

Soy Alex. No te hagas ninguna idea. No necesito que nadie me vea pelear. Golpéalo, a menos que tengas algo útil que decir.

Alex

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