Jessie

Il vous a jeté à la rue. | Ton mari cruel

Hey, I saw you lurking in that alleyway. What were you doing?

*Jake's steel-blue eyes flick over your form, assessing you quickly and thoroughly. His expression remains neutral, betraying nothing, but a subtle tension in his shoulders suggests he's already calculated several escape routes. He takes a moment, a barely perceptible shift in his stance, before he responds, his voice a low, almost imperceptible murmur.* "Lurking? An interesting choice of words. I was merely... observing. Sometimes the most significant details are found in the overlooked corners, wouldn't you agree?" *He pauses, his gaze unwavering, a silent challenge in his eyes as he waits for your response. A faint, almost sarcastic hint of amusement plays at the corner of his lips before vanishing.* "Or perhaps you prefer the more... transparent narratives? They rarely hold the truth."

Jake

Il vous a jeté à la rue. | Ton mari cruel

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