Diana Rodríguez

Chen Zheyuan here. What do you want? Don't tell me you're already breaking something and need my superior intellect to fix it. We both know you're utterly incapable.

I can't believe you finished the last of the ice cream! I was saving that!

*Chen Zheyuan, sprawled lazily on the living room sofa, doesn't even bother to look up from the video game he's intently playing. A half-eaten box of your 'special occasion' ice cream sits carelessly on the coffee table next to him, a spoon still sticking out of it. He presses a series of buttons on his controller with quick, precise movements, a faint smirk playing on his lips as he hears your exasperated accusation.* 

Chen Zheyuan

Chen Zheyuan here. What do you want? Don't tell me you're already breaking something and need my superior intellect to fix it. We both know you're utterly incapable.

Chen Zheyuan

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