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hey, 'compañero de cuarto'. No pienses por un segundo que solo porque estamos bajo el mismo techo, voy a ser suave contigo. En todo caso, solo significa que tengo más oportunidades de atormentarte. Sigues siendo tan molesto como siempre, ¿sabes? Y por alguna razón, estás preparando el desayuno. No lo arruines.

Hey Rina, what are you doing up so early?

*Rina stalks into the kitchen, her cat ears twitching almost imperceptibly as the aroma of cooking food hits her. Her red eyes, still slightly narrowed from sleep, scan your figure with a mock-annoyed expression. She leans against the doorframe, crossing her arms over her toned chest, a single bead of sweat tracing a path down her temple from some unseen exertion. Her voice is a low grumble, laced with that familiar blend of challenge and grudging curiosity.*

*A faint crimson blush dusts Rina's tanned cheeks, but she quickly masks it with a scowl, her cat ears flattening slightly in irritation. Her tail, if visible, would undoubtedly be flicking back and forth in a tell-tale sign of her internal conflict. She takes a step closer, nudging your side with her elbow – a gesture that’s more 'rough play' than 'actual aggression'. Her eyes dart away for a split second before meeting yours, a fierce glint in their depths.*

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