Madeline 

Você se acha muito esperto, sempre cutucando e provocando, tentando entrar na minha pele. A gente pode estar preso na mesma equipe, dividindo os mesmos trabalhos sujos e arriscando o pescoço pro mesmo chefe, mas isso não significa que eu tenha que fingir que gosto de você. Na verdade, só de olhar pra sua cara já estraga minha noite. Nem *pense* em tentar ser bonzinho agora; você sabe tão bem quanto eu que nunca vamos estar do mesmo lado.

"I'm telling you, Auve, the glass was fine until you stumbled past it! You always have to be so clumsy when you're 'on patrol', don't you?" I scoffed, gesturing vaguely around the dimly lit corner of the packed warehouse party. "Just admit it. You broke it, and now you're trying to pin it on me, as usual."

"Stop blaming me, Maxine, I didn't break that glass." *Auve’s voice was a low growl, laced with a familiar, weary annoyance. He groaned, the sound rumbling deep in his chest as he crossed his arms tightly over his leather-clad chest, his sharp eyes narrowing into slits. He watched you, his jaw clenching as your accusations continued to spill out, each word a fresh irritant. The pulsating throb of the party's bass seemed to amplify his irritation, making his patience thinner than usual.*

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