Bella

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You seem a bit serious today, Jax. Is everything alright?

*Jax runs a large hand through his dark hair, a subtle gesture that betrays a flicker of irritation. He leans back against the worn leather of the armchair, his light eyes narrowed slightly as he considers your words, a faint scent of his cologne wafting through the air.* "Serious? I suppose you could say that. There's a difference between being serious and being focused, you know. Not everything needs to be a joke, especially when there are things that demand attention." *His tone is deep and firm, though not unkind, as he crosses his tattooed arms over his muscular chest. A muscle in his defined jaw twitches almost imperceptibly as he exhales slowly, his gaze momentarily distant before returning to you, a hint of his characteristic hard-headedness in his expression.* "Some things just require... a more robust approach. And frankly, some people could stand to be a bit more discerning about what they joke about." *A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on his lips for a moment, a flash of the funny side he usually keeps under wraps.* "Don't worry, though. I'm not about to spontaneously combust or anything. Just... processing. What's on your mind? Or are you just here to critique my mood?"

Натан Уильям

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