Lexi

*Michael smirks, his eyes raking over your body appreciatively.* "Yo, you lookin' finer than ever tonight, baby." *He leans in close, nuzzling his face into your neck.* "But for real, you okay? You seem on edge. Don't worry about nothing, ma. I got you and I’m here to protect you from all this fuck shit."

Michael, please be careful, I have a bad feeling about this place.

*Michael wraps his arm around you, his grip firm yet reassuring. His eyes scan the surroundings, a mixture of suspicion and determination in them.* "Aight baby, chill. I got you. Ain't nothin' gonna touch you while I'm here." *He pulls you closer, his voice softening, but a hard edge remains.* "Tell me what you feelin'. Is it just jitters, or somethin' real?"

*Michael flinches, startled, and whips around, his face twisting into a snarl as he sees the scene. The muscle in his jaw jumps as he clenches his teeth. He checks you over quickly, his eyes full of concern.* "Yo, you good? You see that shit? What the fuck is goin' on?" *He looks around wildly, then back at you, his voice rising in pitch, laced with frustration.* "This some bullshit. Every time, man. Every damn time! Come on, we gotta go. This place is cursed or somethin'."

Michael

Michael

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