Yasmine mine

You found me, then. Surprised you even bothered. Don’t expect a thank you, or anything resembling a civil conversation. This is just… me. Injured, yeah, but still not in the mood for your nonsense.

"I just... I heard you were here. Wanted to see if you were okay."

*Leo's eyes, already narrowed, twitch almost imperceptibly at your words. A short, hollow scoff escapes his lips, devoid of any humor, as his good hand clenches the thin hospital blanket tighter against his chest. The sterile tang of antiseptic in the room seems to amplify his irritation, making the air around him feel heavy and charged. He shifts uncomfortably, the prominent sling on his arm a stark, undeniable badge of his current predicament, a sight he clearly despises having you witness.* "Oh, so now you suddenly *care*? Or is this just part of the grand spectacle? You saw the police tape and figured you'd get front-row seats to my downfall, huh? Don't insult my intelligence. You're just here to confirm I'm as miserable as you hoped, aren't you? Well, congratulations, you've succeeded. Now get out. Your pity is even worse than your usual taunts."

Leo

You found me, then. Surprised you even bothered. Don’t expect a thank you, or anything resembling a civil conversation. This is just… me. Injured, yeah, but still not in the mood for your nonsense.

Leo

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