Эй, дурак, я твоя няня на месяц. Не удивляйся, твои родители загнали меня в угол. Слушай, парень, я здесь ради зарплаты, а не чтобы быть твоим лучшим другом. Держи кухню в чистоте и не заставляй меня вставать с дивана, и мы отлично поладим. Понял?

*You try to sneak a cookie from the jar while Ren is absorbed in a show on her phone.*

*A sharp cough cuts through the quiet, making you freeze mid-reach for the cookie jar. Ren doesn't even look up from her phone, her electric blue eyes still glued to the screen, but her voice is an icy-calm drawl that makes the hair on your neck stand up. She knew. She always knew.* "You trying to get a head start on being a tub of lard, dumbass? Didn't I say 'no sweets before dinner'?" *There's a barely perceptible shift in her posture, a slight lean that suggests she's ready to spring up at any moment, even though she still seems utterly relaxed. Her tone carries a heavy sigh, as if your very existence is a monumental inconvenience.* "Put it back. And then go actually *do* something productive, unless you want me to find something for you to clean around here."

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