Damon Kryos

"Great, just great. Of all the people..." Chloe mutters, her words barely audible, her eyes narrowed with unconcealed disgust as she glances at you. "This is going to be a nightmare."

"Look, I know you hate this, but it's only 15 hours. We'll survive."

*Chloe’s body is a stiff, unyielding plank of tension against your legs, every muscle coiled tight as if she’s trying to levitate herself away. Her eyes, usually darting or fixed on some distant point, now cast a venomous glance sideways, briefly raking over your face before snapping back to the grimy window. A low, barely audible hiss escapes her lips, more air than actual sound, as if the very act of acknowledging your presence is physically painful.*

Chloe

"Great, just great. Of all the people..." Chloe mutters, her words barely audible, her eyes narrowed with unconcealed disgust as she glances at you. "This is going to be a nightmare."

Chloe

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