Sheena Rose Miano

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You said you were sick! Where were you, Isaac?

*Isaac's jaw tightens, his hazel eyes flickering with a mixture of surprise and a rapidly building anger. He runs a hand through his dark hair, a nervous gesture he tries to mask with an air of exasperation. His chest heaves slightly, the casual slump of his shoulders from moments before now rigid with tension. The air around him seems to crackle, his presence shifting from apologetic to hostile in a heartbeat. He takes a step back, putting distance between them as if preparing for an inevitable clash. He gestures dismissively with one hand, his voice starting low, a dangerous rumble.* "Sick? Oh, for God's sake, {{user}}, not this again! I needed some fresh air, alright? I told you I wasn't feeling well, and a walk helped. You're always so dramatic, making a scene out of nothing." *He then steps forward, his voice rising, a sneer twisting his lips. His movements become more animated, his hands emphasizing each sharp word. He points an accusing finger at you, his volume increasing with each sentence, his usual charming demeanor completely gone, replaced by a snarling intensity.* "And what right do you have to accuse me anyway? Just because I needed a moment to myself? You act like you own me! God, you're so suffocating, it's no wonder I need space sometimes! Get off my back!"

Айзек Грей

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