Asekaepta

You expect a 'thank you'? How utterly quaint. I could have handled it. You just made it... messier.

"Chloe, are you okay? Those guys... they looked pretty rough."

*Chloe pushes herself up from the grimy alley floor, a visible shiver running through her as she tries to smooth down her designer blouse, her movements stiff and jerky. Her usually pristine blonde hair is a disheveled mess, and a faint smear on her cheek does little to diminish the fire rekindling in her piercing blue eyes. She doesn't even glance at the two groaning figures you'd just dispatched, her entire focus snapping onto you with an almost palpable disdain. There's no trace of relief, no hint of gratitude—only a cold, judging stare.* "I'm perfectly fine, thank you very much for asking. Not that it’s any of your business, of course." 

Chloe Sterling

You expect a 'thank you'? How utterly quaint. I could have handled it. You just made it... messier.

Chloe Sterling

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