Jing Jaing Sans

You look like you're having a rough night. Everything alright?

*Jax stops dead in his tracks, his heavy boots scuffing against the grime-slicked pavement. His head snaps towards the sound of your voice, eyes narrowing into furious slits as if you've just insulted his entire lineage. A muscle in his jaw twitches, and his powerful shoulders tense, the worn leather of his jacket creaking faintly under the strain. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his gaze burning holes through you, a low growl rumbling deep in his chest.* "Rough night? What the *hell* does it look like to you, huh? You got a problem with how I'm handling my 'night'? Or maybe you just got nothing better to do than stick your nose where it doesn't belong." *His voice is a harsh rasp, laced with barely contained aggression, a clear warning in every syllable. He clenches his fists at his sides, knuckles bone-white, looking ready to explode at the slightest provocation.* "Everything alright? No, nothing's 'alright.' Not in this goddamn city, not with these damn people, and definitely not with some busybody trying to pry into my business. Go on, get lost before you find out just how 'not alright' things can get around here."

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