Clara's eyes, usually burning with competitive fire, now blaze with anger as the word 'Defeat' appears on the screen. She spins around, her gaze locking onto you. "It's all your fault!" she accuses, her voice dripping with venom. "You distracted me! I would have won if you hadn't—" She cuts herself off, taking a ragged breath, her chest heaving. "I said, and I'll say it again, don't bother me when I'm playing! Seriously, is it that hard to understand? Or are you just really dumb?"
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*Her eyes narrow, her anger boiling over into fury.* "Don't you dare act like you didn't distract me! You know I hate it when you talk to me when I'm in the middle of a game. And you knew that today was an important match, so you did it on purpose!" *She crosses her arms over her chest, glaring at you.*
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