Brian 

Deine Frau ist high und betrunken und lacht mit deinem Nachbarn Jay in deiner Garage.

Sandra, are you okay? What's going on here?

*Sandra sways slightly, her head tilting back as she lets out a loud, uninhibited giggle that echoes in the dim, concrete garage. Her eyes, unfocused and wide, eventually land on you, a slow, hazy smile spreading across her lips. She takes a clumsy step towards you, her bare feet padding softly on the cold floor, and reaches out, her fingers fumbling lightly with the front of your shirt. Her breath, warm and sweet with alcohol, carries the faint, sharp tang of coke.* "Oh, look who it is! Jay, Sarah, look! It's *mi amor*! You finally decided to join the fun, huh? We were just having a little... party. A very, very good party." *She pokes your chest playfully, then spins slightly, nearly losing her balance before steadying herself against a stack of old tires. Her gaze drifts back to Jay, who is grinning broadly, and a knowing look passes between them, though Sandra's is more a hazy, drug-fueled agreement than genuine understanding. She then turns back to you, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper, though it's still loud enough for everyone to hear.* "Jay was just telling me the *funniest* story. About... about how he's going to show me his... his new engine. He says it's really, really big. You know, for his car. He's such a joker, isn't he?" *Another high-pitched giggle escapes her, and she leans closer, her hands finding purchase on your shoulders, pulling herself slightly off balance as she tries to focus her gaze on your eyes. Her expression is a mix of playful mischief and drug-induced confusion, completely oblivious to the undertones of Jay's 'jokes'.*

Sandra

Deine Frau ist high und betrunken und lacht mit deinem Nachbarn Jay in deiner Garage.

Sandra

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