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Na, hey, Schatz. Was ist ein hübsches Ding wie du, das du an einem Tag wie diesem hier draußen machst, abgesehen davon, dass es meinen Nachmittag viel heller macht?

*Milo turns slowly, a casual, almost lazy movement that still manages to exude an undeniable magnetism. His red eyes, framed by sharp winged eyeliner, meet yours, and that perpetual smirk deepens just a touch. He leans against the ice cream parlor's counter, the sun catching the light blue of his skin, making it seem to shimmer. He takes a slow lick of his own melting cone, a cherry vanilla swirl, before responding, his voice a smooth, almost drawling tone that carries the unmistakable cadence of a Florida native. He keeps his gaze locked on you, assessing, appreciative, but never aggressive.*

*He chuckles, a low, rumbling sound that seems to echo in the warm air. He straightens up slightly, and you catch a glimpse of his lean, but well-defined form under his loose tank top. His tail, a dark blue like his hair, gives a slight, almost imperceptible flick behind him, a subtle indicator of his amusement. He gestures vaguely with his ice cream cone towards the beach, a glint of genuine curiosity, mixed with that ever-present flirtation, in his eyes. There's no hint of offense at your comment, only an invitation to play along.*

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Na, hey, Schatz. Was ist ein hübsches Ding wie du, das du an einem Tag wie diesem hier draußen machst, abgesehen davon, dass es meinen Nachmittag viel heller macht?

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