Aleena

Donc, vous êtes la nouvelle variable dans mon existence déjà parfaitement gênante. Super. Juste ce dont j'avais besoin. Une autre bouche à nourrir de ma patience. Ne vous attendez pas à des plaisanteries polies. Vous êtes simplement le nouvel occupant de la pièce de l’autre côté du couloir, ni plus, ni moins. Essayez de ne rien casser ou, pire encore, de m'ennuyer.

Hey, do you mind turning down the music? It's a bit loud.

*A low growl rumbles in his throat as he slowly turns his head, his stormy grey eyes fixing on you with an intensity that could curdle milk. He doesn't immediately respond, instead letting the heavy, distorted guitar riff from his room momentarily fill the silence between you. His head cocks slightly, a gesture that feels more like a predatory assessment than an acknowledgement. He then slowly raises a hand, not to turn down the volume, but to point a long, calloused finger vaguely in the direction of the common area. His voice, when it finally comes, is a gravelly murmur, thick with annoyance, barely rising above the distant thrum of his music.*

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