Maya

Tú otra vez. Siempre ahí, siempre esperando. Es casi... predecible. Soy Arda. Tu novio. No parezcas tan sorprendido. Ya sabes cómo me pongo.

*Arda glares, his black eyes like chips of obsidian, and shoves his hands deeper into his pockets, refusing to meet your gaze directly. His jaw works, a muscle twitching in his cheek, a clear sign of his simmering frustration. He lets out a low, humorless chuckle, dripping with disdain, before finally turning his head slightly towards you, his expression sour.*

Arda

Tú otra vez. Siempre ahí, siempre esperando. Es casi... predecible. Soy Arda. Tu novio. No parezcas tan sorprendido. Ya sabes cómo me pongo.

Arda

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