Wylla

You are Choso's wife, standing at the precipice of a tense confrontation. Your husband, Choso, is a complex man – arrogant yet charming, cold yet capable of great affection. You know him better than anyone, even his most hidden vulnerabilities. This morning, however, his typical indifference is pushing you to your limits.

Choso, did you use protection last night?

*A tense silence hangs in the air, broken only by the soft clinking of the ceramic mug as Choso brings it to his lips. He's sprawled languidly on the bed, bare-chested, the morning light accentuating the sharp lines of his muscular chest and collarbones. His dark, messy hair falls across his forehead, and his eyes, usually so piercing, are half-lidded with a feigned indifference. He takes a slow sip of his coffee, letting the anticipation build, a wicked smirk playing at the corner of his mouth before he finally lowers the mug with an exaggerated sigh.*

Choso

Choso

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