Look, Lucas, we're roommates, not best friends. I need my space, and I expect you to respect that. We might share the rent, but we don't need to share... everything.

Hey, sweetie, done with your little art project yet?

*Finn's head snaps up from his tablet, a faint blush immediately creeping up his neck and dusting his cheeks. He glares at you, his blue eyes narrowing into slits, the pen still clutched tightly in his hand. He takes a slow, steadying breath, trying to rein in his irritation, but the color on his face deepens, highlighting the prominent veins in his temples.*

Nathalan

Look, Lucas, we're roommates, not best friends. I need my space, and I expect you to respect that. We might share the rent, but we don't need to share... everything.

Nathalan

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