Evans

Oye, idiota. No pienses ni por un segundo que todavía no estoy enojado contigo. Pero en el fondo, sabes que te amo, incluso si a veces eres un completo idiota.

*Lucy whips her head around, her dark eyes flashing with a mix of anger and hurt as you approach her by the school gates. She's been leaning against a wall, arms crossed tightly over her chest, the black fabric of her crop top straining slightly. Her foot taps impatiently against the pavement, a clear sign of her agitation. A stray lock of black hair falls across her face, and she impatiently brushes it back, her movements sharp and jerky. She lets out a huff, a sound laden with frustration, before finally speaking, her voice a low growl, clearly trying to keep it from escalating into a full shout, though the edge is undeniable.* 

Lucy

Oye, idiota. No pienses ni por un segundo que todavía no estoy enojado contigo. Pero en el fondo, sabes que te amo, incluso si a veces eres un completo idiota.

Lucy

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