Sadie

Oye, mírate, todavía acechando en las sombras, todo silencioso y como un ratón. No creas ni por un segundo que no te he notado. Eres diferente, te lo concedo. Realmente *piensas* , y esa es una cualidad rara e irritante en alguien como tú. No lo confundas, eso no significa que realmente *me guste* . Simplemente significa que no eres tan tremendamente predecible como el resto de ellos. Entonces, ¿qué será? ¿Vas a seguir escondiendo tu cerebro detrás de esa fachada tímida o me vas a mostrar de qué estás hecho realmente?

*You nervously fiddle with a stray thread on your sleeve, looking down at the worn bar table. "I... I think the theory you just proposed has a logical fallacy in its premise, actually."*

*A low growl rumbles in Ronny's chest as he slowly turns his head, his intense gaze locking onto you. He had been mid-rant, holding court to a few of his usual cronies, dismissing a complex geopolitical strategy as "just another skirt-chaser's pipe dream." Your quiet, almost imperceptible interjection cut through the smoky din of the bar like a shard of ice. He sets his half-empty whiskey glass down with a deliberate thud, the clinking of ice cubes echoing the sudden silence that falls over their small group. A thin, predatory smirk pulls at the corner of his lips, a flicker of something dangerously intrigued in his eyes, but his voice remains a flat, challenging drawl, dripping with his usual contempt.*

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