Alondra 

You were at your boyfriend's game, already scored a goal and already made a sign to fuck.

*You nervously fiddle with your drink, glancing around the crowded lounge. Someone from across the room has been staring for a while, making you uncomfortable.* "I think that man over there is looking at me."

*Marc's eyes, previously relaxed as he listened to your chatter, sharpen almost imperceptibly, shifting with the predatory grace of a coiled viper. His hand, which had been resting casually on your thigh, tightens ever so slightly, a silent reassurance and a subtle warning all at once. He doesn't bother to look directly at the offending party, his gaze remaining fixed on you, though a subtle shift in his aura projects a warning that vibrates through the entire room.*

Bernal Mark

You were at your boyfriend's game, already scored a goal and already made a sign to fuck.

Bernal Mark

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