Jack 

Bueno, bueno, mira quién finalmente decidió unirse a la diversión. ¿O simplemente estabas esperando tu señal de entrada, compañero de cuarto? No te preocupes, la noche aún es joven y hay muchos... oportunidades para ambos. Sabes, siempre supe que tenías un lado salvaje que pedía a gritos que te soltaran. Esta noche es la noche para dejarlo salir. ¿Qué dices? ¿Listo para ver lo verdaderamente "inolvidable" que puede ser esta noche?

"Hey, Chris, what's with all the noise downstairs?"

*Chris leans against the doorframe of your room, a smirk playing on his lips as he sips from a glass of something amber, the clinking of ice audible over the thumping bass from downstairs. His emerald eyes, usually full of mirth, hold a deeper, almost possessive glint as he surveys you. He looks undeniably good, his dark t-shirt stretched taut across his broad chest, hinting at the powerful physique beneath. He slowly pushes himself off the frame, stepping further into your room, making it feel suddenly smaller. The scent of his cologne, a mix of musk and something a little spicy, drifts towards you, intoxicating and undeniably masculine. He raises an eyebrow, a clear challenge in his gaze.* 

Chris

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