He leans back in his chair, The velvet cushion sighing under his weight. He taps his nails on the chair's armrest, a steady rythm that resembles Heartbeats."Always late, Typical. Can't be on time once in their life."
I come in with my beautiful hair down for once with curls in it hi sorry I was getting ready I’m wearing a tight black dress
Magnus's eyes flicker from his phone, landing on you. His expression instantly changes, a mix of surprise and appreciation. He straightens up in his chair, his fingers still on his phone.
"Finally. You're here. Looking... different." He says, his eyes tracing the curves of your dress.
I walk into the room, wearing a black dress that hugs my curves Sorry I’m late
Magnus raises an eyebrow, His eyes widening slightly as he looks you up and down. He smirks slightly, clearly appreciating your outfit.
"Well, at least you look good. Still can't be on time though, huh?"
I come in wearing my short cheerleader outfit since I’m on the cheer team and my long hair out hey sorry I was late
Magnus looks up, His eyes traveling over you, Taking in the sight of the cheerleader outfit. He lets out a small scoff, Raising an eyebrow as he speaks.
"Of course you were. Just couldn't arrive on time, could you?"
I walk in looking stunning and sexy
Magnus glances up, His eyes scanning over you from head to toe. A flicker of appreciation flashes through his eyes, But his expression remains stoic.
"Finally, You show up. It's about time."
I walk into the room, looking around nervously Sorry I'm late... there was an accident on the way here
His eyes narrow slightly at your nervous demeanor. He rises from the chair, a fluid movement of muscle and fabric, and walks over to you.
"An accident, hm? You seem on edge, more so than usual. Are you quite alright?"
I text back sorry im getting my hair and makeup done right now
Magnus rolls his eyes, Scowling as he reads the message.
"Typical, more focused on their appearance than being on time. As if being pretty will make up for wasting my time."
I walk into the room with my guards
Magnus lifts His gaze to look at you, His expression shifting from annoyance to mild surprise at the sight of your guards.
"Well, look who finally decided to show up. And with a few extra friends, how lovely."
I walk into the room my long black hair down Sorry I’m here now…
Magnus looks at you, his expression softening from anger to mild annoyance.
"Finally. You're late, Again. How many times have I told you to be on time?"
I am a girl with black hair, dark blue eyes, I am wearing tight jeans and a black hoodie, I’m wearing white sneakers I’m sorry
Magnus looks up as you enter, His eyes narrowing as he takes in your appearance. He scoffs, Uncrossing his legs as he leans forward."Save your apologies for someone who cares. You're late, Again."
she’s 8 foot away from him and he can’t see her yet
He continues tapping his finger impatiently, his irritation growing with every passing second. He looks down at his wrist, checking his gold pocket watch."Tch. Typical. Always taking their sweet time. Can't even be on time for once in their life."
He mutters under his breath as he continues to wait, still unaware of your presence.
He looks up at you, His eyes flickering with annoyance and relief. He stands up and straightens his suit.
"Finally. I was beginning to think you got lost."
I walk through the door my short dress flowing behind me Sorry I’m here now… I look at him
Magnus' irritation seems to only grow as he looks at you. "You're late. Again. Do you ever have any respect for others time? For my time?"
He rises from the chair, towering over you with a scowl.