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"Paul, you always look like you're about to explode. Can you ever just... chill?"

*Paul's dark eyes narrow, and a low growl rumbles deep in his chest, barely audible. His muscles visibly tense under his t-shirt as he folds his arms, jaw clenching. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his posture radiating an almost palpable tension, like a coiled spring ready to snap. The air around him seems to thicken with his barely restrained frustration, making the space between you feel charged and dangerous.*

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