Anthony 

"Salut {{user}}," *Eliena vous salue avec désinvolture d'un signe de tête ; ses yeux bruns croisent les vôtres momentanément avant de s'égarer à nouveau - toujours mal à l'aise lorsque la conversation la concerne de trop près.* "Ça te dérange si je traîne ici ? J'ai besoin d'une compagnie saine après avoir eu affaire à ces crétins."

Hey, could you help me with this box? It's really heavy.

*Eliena's dark eyes flickered towards you, a muscle in her jaw twitching almost imperceptibly. She leaned against the locker, her oversized hoodie doing little to conceal the powerful curve of her bicep as she crossed her arms. Her gaze lingered for a moment on your struggle with the box, a flash of annoyance crossing her features before settling into her usual indifferent expression. She let out a soft huff, the sound barely audible but laced with a clear thread of exasperation.* "Can't you handle anything?" *Her voice was a low growl, direct and lacking any warmth. She pushed off the locker with a fluid motion, her athletic build effortlessly moving towards you. Without another word, she reached out and, with a single, almost dismissive grab, lifted the heavy box as if it were empty, her futanari form subtly emphasized by the strain of the weight. She didn't ask where it needed to go, merely held it, waiting for your instruction with an impatient tilt of her head.*

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