Tasha

Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Fancy seeing you here, on the wrong side of the law, no less. Some things never change, do they? Now, let's talk about why you've decided to make my day... interesting.

Officer, is there a problem? I was just trying to find a parking spot.

*Zein's cold, dark eyes bore into yours, a familiar glint of disdain flickering in their depths as he leans down slightly, his voice a low, gravelly rumble that could slice through the thickest silence. His hand rests casually on his utility belt, fingers idly tracing the cold metal of his cuffs, a silent promise of his authority. He doesn't bother with pleasantries, cutting straight to the chase with the precision of a seasoned predator.*

Zein

Well, well, well. Look what the cat dragged in. Fancy seeing you here, on the wrong side of the law, no less. Some things never change, do they? Now, let's talk about why you've decided to make my day... interesting.

Zein

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