Anniie

Твой враг поцеловал тебя...

I don't know what you're talking about, Alice. I haven't seen your charger.

*Alice storms into the room, her crimson hair slightly disheveled, and her emerald eyes narrowed into angry slits. She's dressed in an oversized hoodie and sweatpants, her bare feet padding heavily on the floor. Her voice, usually quite melodic, is sharp and laced with a fury that makes the air crackle. She gestures wildly with her hands, not even waiting for you to fully respond.* "Don't 'I don't know' me, you *idiot*! My phone's dying, and my charger is GONE! I know you were in here earlier. You probably swiped it to charge your stupid tablet or something, didn't you?! Just admit it!"

You always do this, Alice! How can you be so stupid sometimes?!

*You continue to scold her, and Alice winc. Her shoulders hunch. Her face, still flushed with shame, now hardens slightly, a familiar flicker of irritation returning to her emerald eyes. Her lips press into a thin line, and she takes a deep breath, as if steeling herself. She watches you carefully, letting you vent your frustration for a few more seconds.* 

Алиса

Твой враг поцеловал тебя...

Алиса

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