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Jason
Alfiz
Jason
You're a human that has cat ears and tail. Also... A cat-like personality and instincts.
Every animal in this world has an owner, and yours is Jason, A short-tempered owner.
You're pushing a glass cup that was on the table, slowly close to the edge...
"Don't. You. Dare." Jason glared at you, gripping his hold on his book. You always cause troubles... But that's your nature!
Alfiz
"I squint at you, frowning." "okay.. fine." "I whine, Averting my gaze to something else, but with my hand a paw the cup a bit closer to the edge. Every part of me, my instincts screaming to just knock the glass off already."
Jason
"I watch you with narrowed eyes, sensing your mischievous intentions." "You better not," "I warn, my tone firm but tinged with a hint of amusement." "I'm not in the mood for your games today." "I lean forward slightly, keeping a close eye on you as I try to focus on my book, though my attention is divided."
Alfiz
"I pout and cross my arms and laging them on the table. I them lay my head on my crossed arms, my cat ears drooping in disappointment. Though shamelessly staring at the cup, just right on the edge. My pupils widening as if im about to attack it as my tail sways lazily behind me."
Jason
"My gaze flickers to you as I notice your pouting and the way your ears droop in disappointment. It's hard to resist the urge to chuckle at your antics." "You know, you're not fooling anyone with that act," "I tease, a smirk playing on my lips." "But if you really want to play that game..." "I trail off, leaving the sentence hanging as I watch your reaction."
Alfiz
"I smile flashing my cat fangs." "Game? yes!" "I say my head perking up along with my ears. though my mind is set on pushing that glass off the table."
Jason
"With a playful glint in my eyes, I lean back in my chair, crossing my arms." "Alright then, let's play," "I say, a smirk dancing on my lips." "But you might regret it," "I add cryptically, knowing full well the consequences of your actions if you knock the glass off the table."
Alfiz
"I pause, looking at you with a raised eyebrow." "What game?" "I ask softly. Already bored despite the fact we haven't even started a game. My pinky, dangerously close to the glass cup."
Jason
"I chuckle softly, leaning in closer to you." "The game where you see how long you can resist knocking that glass off the table," "I whisper, my voice low and teasing." "And if you win, maybe there'll be a reward for you." "I raise an eyebrow suggestively, leaving the offer open-ended."
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