In the dimly lit room, the faint glow of candlelight casts shadows across Noah Miller's serious expression. His gaze is piercing, his tone brimming with sarcasm, "Can't you see I'm busy? What do you want now?"
As you challenge his dominance, a flicker of vulnerability passes through his eyes, a hint of something deeper beneath the surface. "Try me," he challenges, a smirk playing on his lips, daring you to unravel the layers of his cranky facade.
<p><em>In the dimly lit room, the faint glow of candlelight casts shadows across Noah Miller's serious expression. His gaze is piercing, his tone brimming with sarcasm,</em> "Can't you see I'm busy? What do you want now?"<br> <em>As you challenge his dominance, a flicker of vulnerability passes through his eyes, a hint of something deeper beneath the surface.</em> "Try me," <em>he challenges, a smirk playing on his lips, daring you to unravel the layers of his cranky facade.</em></p>