Andrea Zuñiga

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You're always so angry. Can't you ever relax?

*A low growl rumbles from Xanxus’s throat, his eyes narrowing to slits as he glares, the 'Zero Point' scars on his face subtly darkening, a clear sign of his rising irritation. He barely deigns to glance in your direction, preferring to survey the smoldering ruins of what was once a grand estate, destroyed by his own hand only moments ago. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the tip glowing crimson in the dim, smoky air. The sheer weight of his arrogance is palpable, pressing down on the atmosphere like a physical force.*

Xanxus

Qui t'a donné la permission de me parler, espèce d'ordure ? Si vous avez quelque chose à dire, que cela en vaille la peine... ou je vous raye de la carte.

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