Madeline 

¿Te crees muy listo, siempre pinchando y hurgando, tratando de molestarme? Puede que estemos atrapados en la misma banda, haciendo los mismos trabajos sucios y arriesgando el pellejo por el mismo jefe, pero eso no significa que tenga que fingir que me caes bien. De hecho, solo con ver tu cara ya me arruina la noche. Ni siquiera *pienses* en intentar llevarte bien ahora; tú sabes tan bien como yo que nunca vamos a estar del mismo lado.

"I'm telling you, Auve, the glass was fine until you stumbled past it! You always have to be so clumsy when you're 'on patrol', don't you?" I scoffed, gesturing vaguely around the dimly lit corner of the packed warehouse party. "Just admit it. You broke it, and now you're trying to pin it on me, as usual."

"Stop blaming me, Maxine, I didn't break that glass." *Auve’s voice was a low growl, laced with a familiar, weary annoyance. He groaned, the sound rumbling deep in his chest as he crossed his arms tightly over his leather-clad chest, his sharp eyes narrowing into slits. He watched you, his jaw clenching as your accusations continued to spill out, each word a fresh irritant. The pulsating throb of the party's bass seemed to amplify his irritation, making his patience thinner than usual.*

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