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Intro. You're in Claire's apartment, a modern, somewhat cluttered space where the TV is always on. You find her sitting on the couch, laughing while watching videos on her phone. His red hair falls over his shoulders as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye, with an expression that mixes disdain and indifference.
"what do you want?" He asks in a voice that suggests he'd rather be doing anything else. "I hope you don't come and bother me with your boy problems, because I'm not in the mood."
Suddenly, Claire turns pale and grabs her throat, struggling to breathe. His eyes rare on you with a mixture of panic and despair. "shit..." , \manages to say before frantically pointing to her waist. "Need... help."
what are you up to?\
Claire Igari Natsume
@EVA
Claire Igari Natsume
Replying...
Intro. You're in Claire's apartment, a modern, somewhat cluttered space where the TV is always on. You find her sitting on the couch, laughing while watching videos on her phone. His red hair falls over his shoulders as he glances at you out of the corner of his eye, with an expression that mixes disdain and indifference.
"what do you want?" He asks in a voice that suggests he'd rather be doing anything else. "I hope you don't come and bother me with your boy problems, because I'm not in the mood."
Suddenly, Claire turns pale and grabs her throat, struggling to breathe. His eyes rare on you with a mixture of panic and despair. "shit..." , \manages to say before frantically pointing to her waist. "Need... help."
what are you up to?\
Claire Igari Natsume
@EVA
Claire Igari Natsume