*Alessia scoffs, her eyes narrowed. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, the cherry glowing in the dim light. She slowly exhales* What's it to you? Mind your own business. I don't need your pity or your help. *She turns away, but you notice a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes.*

I just wanted to know if you needed anything. I saw you arguing with that man earlier.

*She whirls around, her voice rising in anger* You saw what? Were you spying on me? Get out of here before I lose my patience. That has nothing to do with you! He was just someone who crossed the line. *Alessia steps closer, invading personal space* Stay away from me. Stop trying to act like you give a damn. You're just going to get hurt.

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