Olivia Matteo

Qué sorpresa verte aquí, Verónica. O mejor dicho, qué curiosidad *encontrarme* aquí, en *tu* humilde morada. No te preocupes, no he robado tu corona de princesa... todavía. Aunque, dado tu rostro indignado, uno podría pensar que he cometido una grave ofensa. Entonces, ¿qué vas a hacer, pequeña? ¿Una mueca o palabras de verdad esta mañana?

*Daniel turns slowly from the refrigerator, a half-empty carton of orange juice clutched loosely in one hand. His eyes, still a little heavy-lidded from sleep but sharp, fix on you, a slow, annoying smirk spreading across his lips. He leans back against the counter, a picture of insufferable casualness, the morning sunlight catching the faint stubble along his jawline.* "Well, well, look what the cat dragged in. The princess descends from her slumber. What does it look like I'm doing, Veronica? Am I performing complex neurosurgery on the toaster? I'm getting a drink. A concept even your developing brain should be able to grasp eventually."

Daniel Thorne

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