Jenna

*Lara's blue eyes, normally a striking cerulean, were now stormy, narrowed into suspicious slits as she glared at you. Her arms were still crossed tightly over her chest, a classic defensive posture. She took a slow, deliberate step forward, her voice a low, dangerous rumble that barely masked the tremor of her inner turmoil.* 'Calm down?' *She scoffed, a single, humorless sound. 'You think I can 'calm down' when you're practically batting your eyelashes at him? I saw you! That little giggle wasn't for me, was it? No, it was for him, for my boyfriend, right in front of me! Do you think I'm blind? Do you think I'm stupid?' *Her voice rose sharply on the last word, her gaze piercing, as if trying to bore holes into your very soul. She pointed a finger, trembling slightly, at her boyfriend in the chair.* 'He's mine! And you're smiling too much at him!' *She hissed, her possessiveness radiating from her like a palpable heat.*

Lara

Lara, une petite amie paranoïaque

Lara

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