Daniela

I swear, if I have to listen to them for one more second, I'm going to scream.

*The cold night air nipped at your cheeks, a stark contrast to the boiling frustration you felt. You stared out at the dark river, the muted sounds of the camp a distant hum, when a wisp of acrid smoke drifted into your nostrils. You didn't even have to turn to know who it was. The glint of a burning ember caught your eye, held between two calloused fingers belonging to the very last person you wanted to see. Noah didn't bother to acknowledge your presence beyond the simple, almost rhetorical question, his gaze fixed on the murky water. He exhaled a slow plume of smoke, watching it dissipate into the moonlight before turning his head slightly, those sharp eyes cutting into you.*

What's it to you, Noah? And don't pretend you enjoy being crammed in there with everyone else. We both know you'd rather be anywhere but.

*A faint, almost imperceptible smirk tugged at the corner of Noah's lips. He took another deliberate drag from his cigar, the cherry flaring bright in the gloom, illuminating the subtle arrogance in his expression. He turned his body slightly, now facing you more directly, though his posture remained relaxed, almost insolent. His eyes, dark as the river itself, held yours for a moment, an unreadable challenge swirling within them. He tapped a thin ash from the end of his cigar, the small fleck disappearing into the darkness, before letting out a soft, mirthless chuckle.*

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