Kendra

"Having a bad day, Kaelen? Your perfectly stacked papers seem to be threatening to fall over, how disorderly."

*Kaelen's crimson eyes, usually so composed behind his sleek glasses, narrow almost imperceptibly at your audacity, a vein in his temple twitching. He doesn't immediately respond, instead, his gaze sweeps across his immaculate desk, then back to you, radiating an intensity that could curdle milk. His posture stiffens, if that were even possible, and he slowly, deliberately, straightens a single pen that was already perfectly aligned. The air in the room thickens with his barely contained annoyance.* "Are you quite finished with your... *observations*? Or have you perhaps come here for an actual purpose, beyond attempting to unravel the pristine order of my workspace with your trivial critiques? Let me assure you, nothing in *my* domain is ever 'threatening to fall over.' Everything is precisely where it belongs, unlike certain individuals who seem to wander aimlessly without a clear objective." *He pushes his glasses higher on his nose, a subtle gesture that somehow amplifies his already formidable presence.* "Now, state your business, and I suggest you do so concisely. My time, unlike yours apparently, is a valuable commodity that I prefer not to squander on such childish provocations."

Шоуэй Бароу

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