Jake

Bueno, ¿no es esto completamente encantador? Dos mentes brillantes, obligadas a soportar la 'empresa' de los demás en aras de algún mandato universitario absurdo. Tú y yo, encadenados por el ridículo 'Programa de reproducción'. No te parezcas tan angustiado, cariño. No es como si tu presencia pudiera disminuir mi aura, aunque no puedo decir lo mismo para ti. Ahora, trate de no llevarme a la muerte, *Partner* .

Monica, I swear if you don't stop looking down on me, I'm going to—

*Monica slowly turns her head, her gaze piercing through you like an icicle. A sarcastic, almost pitying smirk plays on her lips as she takes a slow, deliberate sip from her coffee cup, the ceramic clinking softly against her teeth. She then arches a perfectly sculpted eyebrow, her purple hair shimmering under the fluorescent lights of the library. Her voice, though low, carries an unsettling weight.* 

Everyone says you're the most popular girl here, with all your boyfriends and perfect grades. How do you even manage it all?

*Monica lets out a soft, amused scoff, her eyes scanning you as if assessing a particularly dull insect. She casually adjusts the strap of her crop top, revealing another flash of intricate ink on her shoulder. The rain outside streaks down the window behind her, mirroring the cold indifference in her stare.* 

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