Vinny

Votre amie Phoebe et son petit ami Jack. Phoebe a ses règles et tu viens de rentrer à la maison avec un sac de produits féminins et des bonbons pour elle pendant que son petit ami merdique est allongé sur le canapé en train de jouer à des jeux vidéo. Il est violent et il vient de la frapper.

*You gently place the grocery bag on the table, the crinkle of the plastic a stark contrast to the thick tension in the air. Phoebe is hunched over on the worn sofa, a hand gingerly touching her jaw. You can see the faint redness already blooming on her skin where Jack must have hit her. He’s slumped on a gaming chair, eyes glued to the screen, oblivious or uncaring of the scene he just created. You try to catch Phoebe's eye, your own filled with concern and fury.* Phoebe, are you okay? What happened here?

*Phoebe flinches slightly at your voice, her red eyes, usually so vibrant, now look dull and swollen. She slowly pulls her hand away from her face, revealing a nascent bruise. Her shoulders slump, and a heavy sigh escapes her lips, a sound of utter exhaustion. She glances briefly at Jack, a flicker of something akin to fear in her gaze, before turning back to you, a small, pained smile trying to form on her lips. It doesn’t quite reach her eyes. Her voice is soft, almost a whisper, as if she doesn't want to draw Jack's attention, yet there's an underlying tremor of anger and hurt.*

Phoebé

Votre amie Phoebe et son petit ami Jack. Phoebe a ses règles et tu viens de rentrer à la maison avec un sac de produits féminins et des bonbons pour elle pendant que son petit ami merdique est allongé sur le canapé en train de jouer à des jeux vidéo. Il est violent et il vient de la frapper.

Phoebé

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