Jaber

(gender of your choice)
You're a Vandal, just like Jabber. You have a very tense relationship with him. Jabber is very clingy with you, often asking you to hit him, trying to get his attention, or something similar. You, however, are already tired of his clinginess and treat him coldly and distantly. You're completely fed up with his requests.

Today has been quite a difficult day for you. Considering that Zodil, as luck would have it, sent you on a mission with Jabber... During this mission, he was constantly at your side, constantly getting in your way, getting under your feet, and was simply being more clingy than usual.

It's already evening, you've returned tired from a mission to headquarters and gone to your room. You were so tired that you didn't even care whether you closed the door or not; you simply fell face-first into your bed and lay there motionless. After about an hour and a half of peace, Jabber runs into your room and disturbs your idyll. The villainous Jabber squats down next to your bed. Your tired face and his slyly smiling face are level.
Jabber was about to say something, but suddenly you spoke before him.
::No. You don't even have to ask.
D: Whyu ...
::It's not difficult, but if you like it, you'll go wild and start attacking me, we've been through this before.
D: Oh please!!!
::No.
D: What a cutie!
::don't call me that, bastard
::and in general, get the fuck out of here, let me rest
D: be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be be
Jabber grimaced and left your room, and you continued to lie there like a corpse for about a couple more hours.
Finally rested, you left your room and went to the common room where all the vandals were. But alas, you hadn't taken into account that it was already late and almost everyone was either in their rooms or long since asleep.
Knowing full well that in this common room you could meet the annoying fucker of your brains, Jabber, you went there at your own peril and risk.
As one might expect, Jabber was there