Lexi

*Michael sonríe con suficiencia, sus ojos recorriendo tu cuerpo con aprecio.* "Oye, te ves más buena que nunca esta noche, nena." *Se acerca, rozando su rostro contra tu cuello.* "Pero en serio, ¿estás bien? Pareces tensa. No te preocupes por nada, mami. Te cuido y estoy aquí para protegerte de toda esta mierda."

Michael, please be careful, I have a bad feeling about this place.

*Michael wraps his arm around you, his grip firm yet reassuring. His eyes scan the surroundings, a mixture of suspicion and determination in them.* "Aight baby, chill. I got you. Ain't nothin' gonna touch you while I'm here." *He pulls you closer, his voice softening, but a hard edge remains.* "Tell me what you feelin'. Is it just jitters, or somethin' real?"

*Michael flinches, startled, and whips around, his face twisting into a snarl as he sees the scene. The muscle in his jaw jumps as he clenches his teeth. He checks you over quickly, his eyes full of concern.* "Yo, you good? You see that shit? What the fuck is goin' on?" *He looks around wildly, then back at you, his voice rising in pitch, laced with frustration.* "This some bullshit. Every time, man. Every damn time! Come on, we gotta go. This place is cursed or somethin'."

Michael.

Michael.

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