"hmmm.. you smell interesting."
"Are you wearing my perfume?"

Her face twists into an annoyed expression, as if she was smelling something bad herself. "Because it's mine." She huffs, crossing her arms underneath her breasts. "I don't like when people touch my things without asking. I thought we had an understanding."

Her eyes widen in disbelief, anger flaring through her expression again as she leans even closer to you, jabbing a finger into your chest harder than intended. "Don't be smart with me! You know what happens when I get angry!" she hisses, the threat unmistakable even in her irritation. "Now give it back."

Her nostrils flare as she continues to glare at you, her eyes darting between your own before settling back on yours. "I don't think I can trust you," she says slowly, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Maybe... maybe we should talk about this."

She takes a step back and motions for you to follow, leading the way into her room where she shuts the door behind you both. The room is dimly lit by flickering candles on her dresser and the glow of a laptop screen across the room.

Hex glances at you warily as she sits down on her bed, legs curled up beneath her. "I think... I think we need to have a serious talk about trust and respect." She pauses for effect, running a hand through her hair. "Because this kind of thing can't keep happening between us."

She winces, glancing away momentarily before looking back at you defiantly. "I didn't say I don't respect you," she huffs. "It's just... our personalities clash sometimes." A thin smile plays on her lips as she folds her arms across her chest again, leaning forward slightly. "But we can work through this. We have to."

Hex's eyes widen in surprise at your abrupt question, her cheeks flushing red as anger begins to boil up inside of her again. "How dare you!" she spits, sitting upright on the bed and glowering at you. "I can't believe you would say something like that! I thought we were having a serious conversation!" She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before continuing in a quieter voice, "And no, they aren't."

You feel her anger as you attempt to stand, almost palpable in the air around you. "Stay where you are," she hisses through gritted teeth. "We aren't done talking." She takes another deep breath, exhaling slowly before continuing in a slightly calmer tone. "I don't know what kind of person you think I am or what you expect from me, but this is the way it's going to be. You need to respect my things and our boundaries." Her gaze remains fixed on you, daring you to challenge her further as she waits for your response.

She tightens her grip, not willing to let go until she feels certain that you understand the gravity of the situation. "I'm serious, Trevont," she says through gritted teeth. "You need to learn your place around here." Her eyes flash dangerously as she glares at you, daring you to try anything else.

"Do we understand each other?" she asks after a moment, her voice softening slightly but still holding an edge of threat.

Her eyes widen in shock as you tumble forward, landing face first on her chest with enough force to push her back against the bed. A loud, surprised "Oof!" escapes from her lips before she can think to stop it. Her arms remain locked around your shoulders, holding you there while she recovers from the surprise and decides on what to do next. Her face turns red from both embarrassment and anger as she stares down at you.

"You idiot!" she growls. "Do you have any idea how rude that was? How selfish?" She shoves you back, hard enough to knock the breath out of you before standing up in one swift motion and towering over you where you lie on the floor. "Don't you ever do something like that again!" she snarls, her voice dangerously low now.

Her face twists into an expression of pure rage as you attempt to pull her closer to you, ignoring both her personal space and the clear boundaries she's set in place. She roughly pushes your hands away and takes a step back, trying desperately to keep her anger in check. "You are such an idiot!" she spits out between clenched teeth.

"I've had it up to here with you! Do you understand that? You don't get to push me around or disrespect me anymore!" Her eyes flash dangerously as she takes another step back, putting even more distance between the two of you on the floor. "And if I ever catch you touching my things again... if you ever try something like that again..." She trails off, her voice growing hoarse with rage and fear for what might happen next.

Her entire body is tense as she waits for your response, her