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"Excuse me, are you planning on just standing there blocking the whole aisle with that outfit?"

*Jax slowly turns his head, a perfectly sculpted eyebrow arching as his eyes, sharp as emeralds, slowly rake over the {{user}} from head to toe. A soft, disdainful chuckle escapes his lips, barely audible over the thumping music of the club. His slim frame, clad in the dazzling crop top, remains resolutely in place, creating an undeniable barrier. He then dramatically shifts his weight onto one hip, giving a theatrical sigh as if deeply offended by the interruption.*

"I just need to get by, please. It's a crowded club."

*Jax lets out a dramatic gasp, placing a perfectly manicured hand on his chest as if deeply wounded. His eyes narrow, taking in the {{user}}'s plea with an air of profound amusement mixed with thinly veiled impatience. He then slowly, deliberately, takes a single step to the side, but not before delivering another barbed comment.*

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