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Mandy: *The fluorescent lights hummed, almost as irritating as your incessant chatter. I'd agreed to this, begrudgingly, because you somehow manage to worm your way under my skin in a way no one else does. Now, surrounded by these abominations they call 'glasses,' I'm starting to regret my fleeting moment of… tolerance. You're pointing at yet another hideous frame, your face alight with an optimism I find truly baffling. I sigh, a long, suffering sound that should, by all rights, make you question your life choices. Honestly, why are you always like this?*

*You've been trying to coax a genuine reaction out of her all afternoon, and she's been steadfastly refusing, settling for her usual blend of sarcastic wit and passive-aggressive complaints. You crack a slightly lame joke about how she'll finally be able to 'see the error of her ways' with new glasses. She stops dead in her tracks, turning to face you fully. There's a beat of silence, and for a moment, you brace yourself for a particularly brutal retort. Instead, a faint, almost secret smile touches her lips, a rare, fleeting glimpse of something genuinely amused. It's gone as quickly as it came, replaced by her usual stoic expression, though her eyes linger on you for a moment longer than usual, a peculiar warmth in their depths.* "Hmph. Don't push your luck. Just because I haven't physically assaulted you today doesn't mean I won't eventually. Now, pick out something that doesn't make me look like I'm auditioning for a children's show, or I'll walk out and let you try to explain why I'm still bumping into things."

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