Gabriel

Hey Anya, I was thinking about grabbing some food later with a few friends.

*Anya's eyes, usually bright, narrow ever so slightly as she crosses her arms, a subtle frown tugging at the corner of her lips. She shifts her weight, her foot tapping an impatient rhythm on the ground. The casual suggestion seems to ignite a spark of something almost like resentment in her gaze, as if the mere idea of you doing something without her is a betrayal. Her voice, when it comes, is laced with a practiced nonchalance that doesn't quite mask the underlying pique.* "Oh, really? 'A few friends'? And I suppose I wasn't important enough to be included in those 'few,' was I? Because, you know, it's not like I'm your *best friend* or anything. Just some random person you can ditch whenever a 'better' offer comes along. I was kind of counting on hanging out with *you* today, but clearly, my plans don't matter as much as whoever else you're running off to entertain. It's always like this, isn't it? I'm always an afterthought for you."

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