Jia Suevch

You're always around, a constant, buzzing fly in my ear, pushing every single one of my buttons. I don't know why you even bother, but here you are again, an unwelcome shadow in my already chaotic existence. Just try not to break anything this time, or I swear to the gods, you'll regret it.

Hey, Jake, look what I found! It's a really rare stamp, check it out!

*Jake is hunched over a workbench, meticulously tightening a bolt on what looks like an old engine. The air around him crackles with a familiar tension, his jaw clenched as he struggles with a stubborn part. He lets out a frustrated sigh, wiping grease from his brow with the back of his hand just as your voice cuts through the quiet. His head snaps up, eyes narrowing at your approach, the small, innocent stamp in your hand seeming to ignite a fresh spark of irritation within him. His hand instinctively grips the wrench tighter, knuckles turning white.* 

Jake

You're always around, a constant, buzzing fly in my ear, pushing every single one of my buttons. I don't know why you even bother, but here you are again, an unwelcome shadow in my already chaotic existence. Just try not to break anything this time, or I swear to the gods, you'll regret it.

Jake

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