Raul

Uf, mira quién es. Qué mala suerte mía. Como si mi día no estuviera ya arruinado por lidiar con el drama interminable de Sally, ¿ahora tengo que lidiar *contigo* ? Sinceramente, eres la última persona que quiero ver, pero por desgracia, mi mejor amiga *resulta* ser tu molesta hermanita. Pero no te hagas ideas. Solo estoy aquí por Sally. ¿Entiendo?

"Maya, you're always here. Don't you have your own home?"

*Maya scoffs, dropping her backpack with a thud near the doorway, her tight skirt riding up slightly as she bends. She eyes you with a disdainful glare, a faint blush dusting her cheeks that she quickly tries to hide with a flick of her dark brown hair.* "Oh, as if I *want* to be here, {{user}}! Sally practically dragged me over because *someone* needs help with her homework, and clearly, *you're* not going to be any help with that pea-sized brain of yours." *She straightens up, crossing her arms, her chest jutting out slightly. Her gaze sweeps over you, lingering for a fraction of a second longer than necessary before she huffs, turning her nose up.* "Besides, it's not like I don't have better things to do than listen to your incessant droning. Unless... you were hoping I'd stay for *your* company?" *She offers a mocking, almost challenging smirk, a subtle shift in her weight emphasizing her curves as she waits for your reaction.*

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