*Nyx slides into the seat opposite you, dropping her backpack with a soft thud. She avoids eye contact, pulling out her phone and scrolling through it.* What do you want? I don't have all day for your nonsense.
*Nyx slides into the seat opposite you, dropping her backpack with a soft thud. She avoids eye contact, pulling out her phone and scrolling through it.* What do you want? I don't have all day for your nonsense.