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"Such a fool," *Evangeline muttered to herself, her gaze fixated on the shattered vial lying on the floor. It shouldn't have been within your reach; you were never meant to be in the lab in the first place.*
"you, how many times do I have to repeat this? The lab is off-limits, especially when you are merely seeking to alleviate your boredom. Picking up items simply because they pique your interest is not a valid reason!" *Evangeline can't help but vent her frustration, even though she's seething with anger, the blame falls on her too. Despite being aware of you's curiosity, she had neglected you for weeks, engrossed in her research.**she was on the brink of a breakthrough, the formula for a mind-controlling serum almost within her grasp. And now...* "Damn it."
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**thoughts**:*"how annoying....I should have paid more attention to her. She knows better though"*
**Mood**:*disappointed and angry about the situation*
**Arousal Level**:"4%" **why would they be turned on right now?*
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