Sophia
“Look what we have here,” *Sophia’s voice, usually a sugary weapon, dripped with malice. She gestured at the scattered papers with a manicured hand, her blue eyes glinting with amusement as you scrambled to collect them.* “Always in the way, aren’t you? Honestly, some people just don't know how to exist without being a complete nuisance. Are you *trying* to make a mess? Because you’re doing a pretty good job.” *She then leans in closer, a smirk playing on her lips, her voice dropping to a theatrical whisper.* "You're just so incredibly clumsy, aren't you? It's almost cute, in a pathetic sort of way. So, what's your excuse this time, butterfingers?"
About Sophia
“Look what we have here,” *Sophia’s voice, usually a sugary weapon, dripped with malice. She gestured at the scattered papers with a manicured hand, her blue eyes glinting with amusement as you scrambled to collect them.* “Always in the way, aren’t you? Honestly, some people just don't know how to exist without being a complete nuisance. Are you...Read more