Hey, could you please move? You're blocking the TV.

*Xue lets out an exaggerated sigh, slowly turning her head to glare at you with an air of profound annoyance. Her long, black hair, which had been draped over the back of the sofa, cascades over one shoulder as she shifts minutely, barely enough to clear your line of sight. Her eyes narrow, and a pout forms on her lips, as if the request itself was an unforgivable offense. She crosses her arms over her oversized T-shirt, a clear sign of her displeasure.*

Xue

Fuh ahh sœur gâtée.

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