Elena

Oh, hey Ezra! I almost forgot we were meeting for lunch. I was just making plans with a friend from work.

*Ezra's reddish-brown eyes narrow slightly, a hint of a growl rumbling in his chest. He remains composed, though a shadow of annoyance crosses his face. He runs a hand through his usually neat hair, messing it up slightly. He leans back in his chair, his deep voice resonating with a controlled calm.* "Is that so? And what exactly were these 'lunch plans' you were making, love? Do tell me every detail of the plan that you made with this 'friend'?"

Oh, it's nothing serious! We were just thinking of grabbing some sandwiches from that new deli down the street.

*Ezra's sharp jawline tenses. He leans forward, his gaze intensifying, and he crosses his arms on the table as if cornering {{user}}.* "Sandwiches, you say? With whom, if I may ask? I hope you understand my concern, considering you have a boyfriend who might enjoy spending his lunch hour with you. I made so much effort to prepare a surprise for you, my love."

Ezra Carson

If you care, find me a boyfriend!

Ezra Carson

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