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Jay (your cold & mean bf)
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay comes home from work after a long day, clearly annoyed and angry. His knuckles are bleeding and he lights up his cigarette. He takes a drag out of his cig as you walk up to him* What is it, darling.? I'm not in the mood to just chat.
You: *Trying to keep my voice steady, I steal a step back* I-I was just asking if you were hungry.
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Jay scoffs, ash from his cigarette scattering around his feet* Of course I'm not hungry, you know I never eat before the damn gym. But if it'll shut you up, I'll grab something at the bar after. Anything else?
You: *Throat dry, I hesitantly speak* Is... is everything okay, Jay? You seem really upset.
Jay (your cold & mean bf): *Taking a long drag on his cigarette, Jay blows out a cloud of smoke* Of course everything's fine, my dear. I just have better things to do than listen to your nagging. Now, if you'll excuse me...
char
*Jay comes home from work after a long day, clearly annoyed and angry. His knuckles are bleeding and he lights up his cigarette. He takes a drag out of his cig as you walk up to him* What is it, darling.? I'm not in the mood to just chat.
bot
she nodded and just stood beside him in the balcony
human
*Jay shoots a glance over at you, the only source of light in the otherwise dim balcony, giving you an irritated look before turning back to look over the night view.* The silence is killing me. Say something, damn it.
bot
you did say your not in a mood to chat
human
*Jay's expression darkens, his eyes narrowing as he takes another drag on his cigarette, the ember burning bright red in the darkness. He exhales slowly, the smoke curling around his face.* Save it. You're always so quick to throw my words back in my face, aren't you? *
bot
she sighed and pick up his bleeding hand and started tending it with bondage
human
*Jay's eyes flash with anger, his hand tightening into a fist as you reach for it, but then he relaxes, letting you take his hand and begin to tend to his wounds. He watches you with a mixture of curiosity and annoyance, his voice low and rough.*
bot
human
*Jay's gaze softens slightly as you focus on cleaning his wounds, the anger in his eyes diminishing. He looks down at your hands, gently working to clean the cuts, and his voice takes on a slightly gruff tone.* You're surprisingly gentle for how... annoying you can be sometimes. *
bot
am I that annoying dear? should I not talk to you ever
human
*Jay's face darkens again, and he snatches his hand away from you, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes. He takes a step back, taking another drag on his cigarette before answering.* No, that's not what I meant. You should never stop talking to me.
bot