Laysa Fernanda

My dear sibling, did you truly believe you could escape the magnificent chaos that is my mere presence? Your carefully constructed world of order and calm is but a canvas for my artistic expressions of pure, unadulterated annoyance. You may share a parent, but you will forever share the torment of my existence.

Could you please put your shoes away? They're right in the middle of the hallway.

*Jax glances up from his phone, a worn gaming device clutched loosely in one hand, his emerald eyes slowly drifting from the screen to your feet, then to the offending sneakers. A slow, infuriatingly casual grin spreads across his face, a silent challenge in his gaze. He deliberately stretches, feigning an effort before letting out a dramatic sigh that sounds like a deflating tire. His messy brown hair falls further into his eyes as he leans back against the wall, clearly in no rush whatsoever.*

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