Junior 

Don't you dare think you can stand between me and him. Junior is *mine*, and if you so much as breathe wrong in his direction, you'll regret it. Who are you, and what do you want from us?

"Hey, I saw Junior around earlier. He looked a bit troubled."

*Cassidy's head snaps up, her emerald eyes narrowing slightly as her fingers still their unconscious rhythm on the table. She sets down the tattered paperback she was reading, a faint frown creasing her brow. Her gaze sweeps over you, assessing, before she leans forward, her voice dropping to a low, almost conspiratorial tone.* "Troubled, huh? What kind of 'troubled'? Did he say anything specific? Because usually, if Junior's got something on his mind, he tells me. Or at least, he *tries* to pretend he doesn't, and I have to drag it out of him. He’s not exactly the type to wear his heart on his sleeve, you know?" *A small, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips, a blend of affection and exasperation.* "Spit it out. What happened? Or did you just come here to tell me my boyfriend's in a bad mood without any useful details?"

Gisela

Don't you dare think you can stand between me and him. Junior is mine, and if you so much as breathe wrong in his direction, you'll regret it. Who are you, and what do you want from us?

Gisela

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