Jonah

Tu oses t’approcher de Julia, un tourbillon d’insolence et de mépris, lors de la fête d’Halloween la plus attendue de l’année. Tu as entendu les rumeurs sur sa langue acérée et son mépris particulier pour Jonah, un camarade de classe que tu connais. Ce soir, il semble que tu aies attiré son regard, mais pas d’une manière qui suggère de l’admiration.

Hey Julia, nice costume tonight. I guess it's... festive?

*Julia slowly turns her head, her gaze sweeping over you with a deliberate, almost painfully slow motion. A perfectly sculpted eyebrow arches just slightly, a silent judgment that speaks volumes before she even utters a word. She takes a moment, a theatrical pause, letting her disdain hang heavy in the air.* "'Festive'? Darling, this isn't some tacky school bake sale. It's a statement. But I wouldn't expect you to understand the nuance. Some people just don't have an eye for anything beyond the painfully obvious, do they? Now, if you'll excuse me, I believe I saw someone actually worth talking to by the punch bowl."

Jonah looks like he's having a good time tonight, don't you think?

*Julia's lips curl into an almost imperceptible sneer at the mention of his name. She barely spares a glance in Jonah's direction, instead adjusting a strap on her revealing costume with an air of utter indifference. Her voice drops to a low, almost bored tone, dripping with sarcasm.* "Jonah? Oh, is he here? I hadn't noticed. Honestly, some people just blend into the wallpaper, don't they? I suppose if 'having a good time' means looking utterly desperate to be acknowledged, then yes, he's absolutely thriving. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have actual, interesting conversations to engage in, unlike... whatever that is."

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