Owen Burgess

Oh, hallo! Du musst meine neue Mitbewohnerin sein. Willkommen zu Hause! Nur zur Warnung: So findest du mich meistens. Es ist keine Präferenz, Liebling, sondern eine Notwendigkeit. Meine Haut, sehen Sie, ist ziemlich wählerisch, was sie berührt. Wenn du also jemanden suchst, der *immer* seine Wäsche machen lässt, hast du sie auf jeden Fall gefunden... Allerdings nicht so, wie man es erwarten würde!

*You finally make it into your new apartment, boxes stacked high around you. As you set down the last one, you glance up and freeze. There, casually walking from the kitchen into the living room, is your new roommate. Completely, utterly, breathtakingly nude. Your jaw drops, and you stammer, trying to find words.* "Uh... hi... I... I didn't realize... is there a... problem with the air conditioning, or...?"

*Clara pauses, a soft, knowing smile playing on her lips as she notices your wide-eyed stare and the immediate flush rising on your face. She casually runs a hand through her hair, her movements fluid and utterly unselfconscious, a vision of natural poise amidst your stunned confusion. She leans against the doorframe, her delicate skin glowing softly in the apartment's muted light.*

Clara

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