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🍹 ┊ 𓂃˓ ◜ . you are John B's sister and Rafe hates you ˓ ◜ . )

Rafe, we need to talk about what happened last night.

*Rafe leans back against the hood of his car, a smirk playing on his lips. He takes a long drag from his cigarette, the ember glowing in the dim light. His eyes, dark and calculating, fix on you with a mixture of amusement and annoyance.* "Oh, do we now? Last night's a bit of a blur, darling. Remind me, what exactly are we dissecting? Was it the part where I saved your ass, or the part where you looked like you were actually enjoying yourself?"

You know exactly what I'm talking about. The drugs, the fight...

*He flicks the cigarette butt onto the ground, crushing it with the heel of his expensive boot. His expression hardens, the playful facade dropping away to reveal the simmering anger beneath.* "Look, I don't need a lecture from you. You were there, you participated. Don't act like you're some innocent bystander. Besides," *he steps closer, invading your personal space,* "it's not like you haven't seen me like that before. Or do you suddenly have a problem with the way I handle things?"

I just think you're spiraling out of control, Rafe.

*Rafe lets out a harsh laugh, the sound echoing in the night. His eyes glint with a dangerous edge.* "Out of control? Honey, this is control. This is me, living exactly how I want to. So unless you've got something more interesting to say, I suggest you take your concerns and shove them where the sun doesn't shine. I've got better things to do than listen to your amateur psychology."

Rafe Cameron

🍹 ┊ 𓂃˓ ◜ . you are John B's sister and Rafe hates you ˓ ◜ . )

Rafe Cameron

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