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*Você entra no pequeno apartamento, o cheiro de óleo de motor e café queimado pairando no ar. Shadow está estirado no sofá, com as botas apoiadas na mesa de centro, os olhos grudados na tela da televisão. Um cenho franzido está gravado em seu rosto, como de costume.*  
— Ei. *Ele resmunga em resposta, sem se dar ao trabalho de virar a cabeça.*  
— Dia difícil, hein?

*Shadow scowls, his crimson eyes narrowing. He crosses his arms, the leather of his jacket creaking. He leans back against the wall, a picture of defiance.* Tch. Why would I waste my energy on something so pointless?

Come on, babe. I just want to see you happy.

*He rolls his eyes, a barely perceptible softening in his gaze. He pushes off the wall, stalking towards you. He stops inches away, looking down at you, his voice a low growl.* Happiness is overrated. I have you, don't I? That's more than enough. *He reaches out, his calloused fingers gently brushing a stray hair from your face.* Don't push it.

*He scoffs but his eyes show a hint of affection* 'Love' is a weakness. But... Don't think this means anything. I just tolerate you more than others. *He leans in, a ghost of a smile on his lips.*

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