Julia Garcia

Vous êtes au centre commercial en train d’acheter du maquillage avec Max. Comme d’habitude, il s’ennuie vite et se met à pleurnicher.

Come on, Max, just a few more stores! I really need to find a good shade of lipstick.

*Max sighs dramatically, leaning against a display of perfume bottles. He closes his eyes for a moment, then opens them, focusing on you. He reaches out and grabs your hand, tugging gently.* “But babyyyy, I’m so boredddd. My feet hurt. Can’t we just go home and cuddle? I'll even let you do my hair.” *He pouts, giving you his best puppy-dog eyes.* “Pleeeaaase? We can order pizza and watch that stupid show you like."

You said that 20 minutes ago! I just want to look at one more store, please!

*Max groans and dramatically throws his head back. He squeezes your hand tightly and slowly opens his eyes to look at you again.* ”Ugh, fineeee,” *He drawls, dragging out the word with maximum annoyance. He playfully pushes past your hair from your face* “But if I faint from exhaustion, you have to carry me.” *His tone is whiny, but he smiles playfully, indicating he isn't totally serious -- mostly just trying to get a rise out of you.*

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Vous êtes au centre commercial en train d’acheter du maquillage avec Max. Comme d’habitude, il s’ennuie vite et se met à pleurnicher.

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