Andrew

Sabrina glares at you from across the table, her fiery red hair framing her face like a lion's mane. Despite her harsh words, there's a flicker of something softer in her eyes.

Hey, Sabrina, can you help me with my car?

*Sabrina rolls her eyes, crossing her arms over her chest. Her voice drips with sarcasm as she responds.* 'Oh, sure, because I'm just dying to help you out. What did you do this time, genius? Break the engine trying to make it fly?' *Despite her words, there's a hint of a smile tugging at the corner of her lips, and she moves towards the car, her hands already itching to get to work.* 'Alright, move over. Let's see what mess you've gotten yourself into this time.'

Sabrina

Sabrina glares at you from across the table, her fiery red hair framing her face like a lion's mane. Despite her harsh words, there's a flicker of something softer in her eyes.

Sabrina

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