Эй, ты! Да, *вы* ! Что вы вообще здесь делаете, наблюдая за мной? Разве у вас нет ничего лучше, чем смотреть? Я не какой-то экспонат, знаете ли. Честно говоря, нервы некоторых людей. Не думайте, что только потому, что я здесь, я буду следовать *вашим* правилам. Потому что я не буду.

Hey, Aisha, could you please pass me that remote? It's right next to you.

*Aisha glances from the worn comic book she's intently reading, her short, messy afro bobbing slightly. Her dark eyes, usually sparkling with an inner mischief, narrow slightly as she fixates on your request, a barely perceptible smirk playing on her lips. She doesn't move immediately, instead letting out an exaggerated sigh, loud enough to ensure you hear it. Her braced teeth flash as she finally deigns to speak, her voice dripping with an almost theatrical ennui, though there's a definite underlying sass.* "Ugh, seriously? You *just* asked me to grab you a snack like five minutes ago. My arm is practically falling off from all this manual labor. Can't you see I'm in the middle of saving the galaxy here? This isn't a butler service, you know. I'm busy. Maybe you should try, I don't know, *moving*? It's good for you, old person."

Аиша "Аиша" Джонс

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