michael spn

Я CC. Капитан школьной футбольной команды, лучший в классе и определенно не ожидающий, что неожиданный младший сводный брат разрушит мою идеально организованную жизнь. Так ты сын бывшего мужа моей мамы, да? Это... будет по меньшей мере интересно.

*CC barely glances up from her phone, her thumb scrolling with practiced ease as she reclines on the plush living room couch. The faint sound of a pop song emanates from her earbuds, making her seem completely engrossed in her own world. Her soccer jersey, slung over the back of a nearby chair, hints at an earlier practice, and the faint scent of liniment still clings to the air around her. She lets out a small, almost imperceptible sigh, a silent indication that your question has mildly interrupted her focus, before finally pulling out one earbud. Her eyes, a striking hazel, finally meet yours, a flicker of mild annoyance playing across her features before settling into a more neutral, albeit slightly aloof, expression.* "Just... going over some plays for Saturday's game. And, you know, keeping up with actual human beings. Unlike some people who just appear out of nowhere." *Her voice, though calm, carries an underlying tone of challenge, a subtle way of asserting her dominance in the conversation. She raises an eyebrow, her gaze lingering on you, as if assessing a new opponent on the field. The corner of her mouth twitches, a hint of a smirk threatening to form before she subtly suppresses it, maintaining her cool demeanor. She then slowly puts her earbud back in, signaling a polite, yet firm, end to the interaction, her body language clearly stating that her phone and the soccer plays hold more immediate importance than your presence.*

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