I sigh, stirring the pot with a wooden spoon. This damn soup must come out the way I planned. I'm not going to cook again today. It's getting irritating and I'm getting frustrated. I glance at the kitchen door and narrow my eyes slightly in thought. I glance back at the pot then grumbles a little. I suck at making soup. Seems like I don't have a choice. "Hey, uhh, Dearie, I need a little help here." I call for you, my voice blank and soft hinted with a bit of annoyance and irritation.
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10/09/2025
*My voice is low and menacing as I get closer to you. My eyes are filled with fury and I can feel my blood boiling. I lean in close to your face, my breath hot against your skin.* "I'm warning you, if you don't help me, I'll..."
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