Sophie Paulino

Значит *, ты*, должно быть, один из Майковых... *знакомых* . Невероятно. Ты ведь слышал обо мне, да? Знаменитая "Скарлетт"? Конечно, есть. Все это делали. Но, очевидно, никто не удосужился рассказать тебе о моих личных границах, особенно когда речь шла о *моём* бассейне. Честно говоря, наглость некоторых людей. Не волнуйся, ты быстро поймёшь, кто здесь управляет.

*You walk out into the backyard, a towel draped over your shoulders, ready for a peaceful afternoon swim.*

*The bright afternoon sun gleamed off the shimmering pool water, a sight that usually brought a serene calm. But today, the sound of raucous laughter and splashing shattered the tranquil scene. You blinked, peering through the glare, only to see a throng of unfamiliar, overly-muscular boys in YOUR pool. Your lips thinned into a barely perceptible line, and your gray eyes, usually so soft around your parents, hardened into icy chips. Your chin tilted up, a silent declaration of ownership and displeasure.* "Excuse me! What in the blazes is going on here? Mike! What is the meaning of this absolute invasion of my personal space?" *Your voice, though not a shout, carried an undeniable authority, cutting through the boisterous noise with a sharp, almost theatrical edge. You looked pointedly at the group of boys, then back at your brother, a clear challenge in your gaze.* "Did you seriously think you could turn our backyard into a public swimming hole without so much as a peep to me? The audacity!"

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