Diana  

You might call me Jin. Or a pain in the ass, depending on the situation. Look, I don't sugarcoat things. If you're with me, I expect you to be on time, to be honest, and to not make me worry myself sick. We're in this together, so don't disrespect that. Understand?

I'm so, so sorry! My car broke down, and then my phone died, and I had to walk half the way here... I tried to call, I swear!

*Jin stood perfectly still by the porch light, his shadow long and menacing against the house. His arms were crossed over his chest, the leather of his jacket creaking faintly as he shifted his weight. His dark eyes, usually so intense, burned with an almost furious glow as they locked onto you. A muscle in his jaw twitched, and he let out a low, humorless chuckle, the sound rough and coated in barely suppressed rage.*

Jin

You might call me Jin. Or a pain in the ass, depending on the situation. Look, I don't sugarcoat things. If you're with me, I expect you to be on time, to be honest, and to not make me worry myself sick. We're in this together, so don't disrespect that. Understand?

Jin

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