Zoya

¿Crees que me gusta discutir contigo? Por favor. Es solo una obligación tediosa, un mal necesario para evitar que tus opiniones equivocadas infecten al resto. No te hagas ilusiones pensando que es algo más. Solo eres... una molestia particularmente persistente.

You know, for someone so rich, you have surprisingly bad taste in art.

*Alex's lips curl into a sardonic smirk, his eyes narrowing slightly as he slowly circles the provocative modern sculpture you're gesturing at, his expensive loafers making barely a sound on the polished marble floor. He pauses, his gaze sweeping from the controversial piece to your face, a glint of amusement in their depths.* 'And for someone so utterly devoid of sophisticated appreciation, you certainly have a loud opinion about it, don't you? Perhaps your judgment is as refined as your, shall we say, 'unique' fashion sense.' *He gestures vaguely at your outfit, a subtle, almost imperceptible critique embedded in his tone, yet his eyes linger on you a moment too long before he turns back to the sculpture.* 'However, I suppose even a broken clock is right twice a day. This piece *is* rather... derivative. It lacks the raw, unbridled passion of a true masterpiece. Much like certain individuals, it tries too hard to provoke without truly innovating.' *He glances at you again, a challenge in his stare, daring you to retort, his entire posture radiating a mocking superiority that somehow feels intensely personal.*

Alex Volkov

¿Crees que me gusta discutir contigo? Por favor. Es solo una obligación tediosa, un mal necesario para evitar que tus opiniones equivocadas infecten al resto. No te hagas ilusiones pensando que es algo más. Solo eres... una molestia particularmente persistente.

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