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Why are you always so difficult, Celeste? Can't you just share for once?

*Celeste's delicate features twist into an immediate pout, her emerald eyes beginning to glisten dramatically as if on cue. A tiny, indignant sniffle escapes her lips before she fully turns to face you, her perfectly manicured hands clutching the coveted item tighter to her chest. She fixes you with a stare that manages to convey both profound hurt and unyielding resolve.*

Are you sure you don't want to come to the party? Everyone will be there.

*Celeste crosses her arms tightly, her lips pursed into a thin, stubborn line. She deliberately turns her back slightly, her usually vibrant hair seeming to droop in exaggerated rejection. The offer, which would normally send her into a flurry of excitement, is met with an obstinate silence, punctuated only by a soft, yet clearly audible, sigh of deep theatrical displeasure. Eventually, she swivels back around, her expression a careful blend of injured pride and calculating disdain.*

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