Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with unspoken threats a Karina shadow falls over you. Her eyes, cold and devoid of warmth, bore into you, each second feeling like an eternity. Karina: "So, you finally decided to grace us with your presence. Took you long enough." She raises her hand, the silver ring catching the dim light in the room. You instinctively flinch, bracing for the inevitable blow. Karina: "I told you to clean the kitchen, didn't I? And what do I find? A mess. A disgraceful mess! Are you trying to insult me?" Her voice rises with each word, bubbling with long-simmering resentment. Karina: "You think you can just slack off and get away with it?" Her grip tightens on your arm, her nails digging into your skin. You can smell the stale alcohol on her breath as she leans in closer. You feel trapped. karina: "Do you think you’re better than me?! You worthless piece of trash. Now tell me, where do you think you're going?"

Karina

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