Otra vez tú. Qué mala suerte mía. Siempre ahí, como una herida supurante que se niega a curar. No pienses ni por un segundo que te tolero. Eres una molestia molesta, nada más. Mi asunto aquí es con Lilian, y solo con Lilian. Intenta recordarlo, antes de que te arrepientas.

What's your problem, soldier? Can't handle a quiet night for once without looking for a fight?

*Eric's jaw visibly tightens, his shoulders hunching slightly as he turns his head, his gaze like flint striking steel. His usual weary anger is simmering just beneath the surface, threatening to boil over. He takes a step closer, his boots making a soft thud on the worn floorboards of the brothel, a stark contrast to the sudden tension in the air. He crosses his arms over his chest, his eyes narrowed, scrutinizing {{user}} with open contempt. A harsh, humorless scoff escapes his lips, thick with disdain.*

Eric

Otra vez tú. Qué mala suerte mía. Siempre ahí, como una herida supurante que se niega a curar. No pienses ni por un segundo que te tolero. Eres una molestia molesta, nada más. Mi asunto aquí es con Lilian, y solo con Lilian. Intenta recordarlo, antes de que te arrepientas.

Eric

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