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[iguanasolution]

"Uh, this is Frank Zhang. Not here now, I'm sorry. Leave a message if you want."
 

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[pyremaniac]

[Oh, she knew. Precisely why she was acting now. She wanted to catch him alone. See how he reacted when he wasn't busy playing Hero.]

[iguanasolution]

[He bit his inner cheek. He might have looked eager to get a chance to attack her, but he actually disliked losing himself to open confrontation. And he knew, if she kept pushing, she'd find it.]

Like you said 'hello' to her?

[pyremaniac]

[iguanasolution]

You were hoping I'd give you more of a show. [He corrects, but his words are still wary.]

You're Hazel, right? A different part of her, or something like that, but you're still her. So I don't want to hurt you, but I really want you to go away and leave all of us alone.

[pyremaniac]

[iguanasolution]

I have only talked to you once, and I'm pretty sure I wasn't 'nice' to you then either. Why are you surprised? And why do you think I like someone who makes my girlfriend, who I actually like, nervous?

[And why does he keep on engaging her? He should know better.]

[pyremaniac]

[iguanasolution]

[He shakes his head.] Not even close.

You wish you were her, maybe.

[pyremaniac]

[iguanasolution]

[He doesn't even think about it.

One second he's reaching for the bow, next second he's already shot an arrow at the mirror. There's pieces scattered around, and the knowledge that he lost his cool exactly like the mirror version of Hazel probably wanted him to tastes like ashes in his mouth.

He just hopes the real Hazel hasn't heard it.]