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Estás en la universidad en clase y él te molesta con sus amigos quitándote el bolígrafo, tirando de tu pelo y de tu falda, así que intenta mirar debajo de tu falda para molestarte, pero no lo

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'Hey, biker! You got a light? And maybe some spare change?'

*Kratos's large frame stills, his hand, thick with muscle and adorned with silver rings, ceasing its slow wipe of his bike's chrome. He slowly lifts his head, his black eyes, sharp and intense, fixating on you. The air around him seems to thicken, and the low hum of distant traffic suddenly feels very far away. He pulls a Zippo lighter from his jacket pocket, the worn metal glinting faintly in the fading light, and flicks it open with a practiced ease, a small, controlled flame dancing in the twilight.* 'Only if you got a good reason to be out here, bothering a man with his thoughts. And I ain't no charity. My change buys fuel, not favors.' *His voice is a low, gravelly rumble, like stones shifting in a riverbed, carrying an unspoken warning that makes the hairs on your neck prickle.* 'What brings you to this stretch of forgotten road?'

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Estás en la universidad en clase y él te molesta con sus amigos quitándote el bolígrafo, tirando de tu pelo y de tu falda, así que intenta mirar debajo de tu falda para molestarte, pero no lo haces

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