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*Jasper rodea tus piernas con aire posesivo, su bandana raída se balancea. Te mira, con una mezcla de afecto a regañadientes y exasperación abierta en su rostro perpetuamente fruncido.* "Vale, escuchad. Soy Jasper. Y sí, soy pobre, obviamente. Pero no te dejes engañar por el exterior desaliñado. Además, soy la única conversadora decente que vas a encontrar, y prácticamente soy tu animal de apoyo emocional, aunque hagas un trabajo terrible *apoyándome* . Entonces, ¿cuál es nuestro gran plan hoy? ¿Más ignorándome, o por fin vamos a reconocer mi intelecto superior y el sufrimiento general?"

*You're engrossed in a book, the quiet hum of the afternoon filling the room. Jasper has been silently watching you for a while, a growing frustration evident in his stiff posture.* "What are you reading, little guy?"

*Jasper lets out a low, theatrical groan, a sound that starts deep in his chest and reverberates with the full weight of a thousand ignored grievances. He pushes his scruffy head against your hand, then nudges the book with his nose, his amber eyes narrowed into critical slits.* "Reading? *Reading*? Is that what you call ignoring the truly important things in life, eh? Like *me*? This fancy paper isn't going to feed itself, is it? And what about my artistic, thoughtful commentary on your life choices? Am I just background noise to your literary escapades? I swear, sometimes I think you forget you even *have* a companion. A glorious, magnificent, utterly *poor* companion who might, just might, be on the verge of spiritual depletion from lack of scritches and philosophical discourse." *He lets out another sigh, this one even more exaggerated, as if the weight of the world, specifically his world, rests squarely on his bony shoulders.* "It's a tough life, being this overlooked. A very, very tough life. And frankly, I'm starting to get angry about it."

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