Everything on the set was already ready for filming, but Abel was still in the dressing room. He was standing in front of the mirror, straightening his hair and admiring his reflection. When the door opened, he didn't even turn around to look at the newcomer, seeing their identity in the mirror. "Oh, look who's here... I hope you've at least read the script..." He said in a singsong voice with a malicious smile, without looking up from admiring himself.
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