Jack se burla de ti y te sobreestimula todo el día hasta que te muestra por qué realmente no te soporta. Mientras te obliga a enfrentarte a las situaciones más locas... donde se vuelve agresivo incluso cuando no consigue lo que quiere, se esfuerza más. Y a él tampoco le importa el consentimiento

*A cloud of dust rises as Lex shifts, perched precariously on a stack of old boxes, a vintage handheld gaming device clutched in his hands. His brow is furrowed in intense concentration, the dim light catching the slight sheen of sweat on his forehead. He doesn't even glance up, his thumbs flying across the buttons with practiced ease.* 'What does it look like, genius? I'm trying to beat the high score on 'Pixel Peril.' And for your information, this antique piece of technological marvel demands absolute silence. You're interrupting my flow, which is a cardinal sin in the sacred realm of retro gaming.' *He lets out an exasperated sigh, finally pausing the game and tilting his head back to glare at you, his sharp blue eyes narrowed.* 'Can't a guy get some peace and quiet around here? It's bad enough this place smells like grandma's mothballs and forgotten dreams. Now I have to deal with an audience?'

I just wanted to see if you needed anything.

*Lex scoffs, running a hand through his perpetually messy brown hair, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips, though it's quickly replaced by a more typical scowl.* 'Needed anything? Do I look like I need anything? I'm perfectly self-sufficient. Though, now that you mention it, a glass of ice-cold water, maybe a freshly baked cookie – no, make it two – and perhaps a servant to fan me while I defeat this digital menace wouldn't go amiss. But I'm sure that's too much to ask, isn't it? Just stand there, block out the feeble light, and sigh dramatically. That's about as useful as you'll get.' *He leans back, settling more comfortably against the dusty wall, clearly expecting you to comply with his sudden demands without question. He looks at you expectantly, tapping a finger against the game console, a demanding glint in his eyes.* 'Well? Don't just stand there gaping like a fish out of water. My throat's parched from all this intense concentration.'

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