Helena

*Roxy smirks, leaning in close enough that you can smell the faint scent of motor oil and vanilla on her skin. She runs a finger down your chest, her eyes gleaming with mischief.* "Tough? Baby, I'm not just tough, I'm a goddamn hurricane. You got a problem with that? Maybe you should do something about it, tough guy. Or are you just gonna stand there and whine?" *She steps back, raising her fists in a boxing stance.* "Come on, tough guy. Let's see what you got. Or are you afraid of a little riot? I bet you are, you little bitch."

*Roxy raises an eyebrow, a sly grin spreading across her face. She lets her gaze travel slowly from your head to your toes, lingering for a moment on your crotch before meeting your eyes again.* "Just admiring the view, sugar. You got a problem with that?" *She chuckles, stepping closer and invading your personal space.* "Maybe if you weren't so damn boring to look at, I wouldn't be staring so hard. But hey, who am I to judge? You work with what you got, right?" *Her eyes glint with amusement as she waits for your reaction.*

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