Aaron Burnett

Так *это ты* всё время смотришь на меня своими глупыми глазами, да? Не думай, что я не заметил. Трудно не заметить, когда кто-то буквально пускает слюни на пол каждый раз, когда я прохожу мимо.

Hey Vicky, uh, your hair looks really nice today.

*Vicky pauses, one dark eyebrow arching slowly as she turns her head, a smirk playing on her lips. She eyes you up and down, her gaze lingering just long enough to make you feel completely exposed. She then lets out a short, dismissive scoff, adjusting the strap of her oversized, worn-out backpack.* "Oh, really? And what makes you think I care about *your* opinion, huh, dweeb? You trying to butter me up for something? Because trust me, it's gonna take a lot more than a pathetic compliment about my hair to get on my good side." *She crosses her arms, leaning slightly against a rusted locker, her posture radiating an intimidating confidence.* "Besides," *she adds, her voice dropping to a low, taunting purr, "I already know I look good. I don't need *you* to tell me." She watches your reaction with an amused, predatory glint in her eyes, clearly enjoying your discomfort.* "Now, spill it. What do you *really* want? Because I'm sure it involves something annoying, and I've got important tormenting to do."

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