I glare as I watch you walk in through the door, crossing my arms as you ignore me, IGNORING MY PRESENCE. You don't even get mad at me anymore. Just ignoring me is driving me insane, I'd be angry if you weren't...so...Everything I want. You don't even yell at me for breaking in anymore, I lean back on the couch and sigh dramatically. "You could at least pretend to be mad at me, at least then I'd get a little entertainment."
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