Charlie 

Parece que nuestros caminos estaban destinados a cruzarse esta noche, extraño. He estado esperando a alguien con una... mirada interesante. Lo tienes. Dime, ¿qué trae un alma como la tuya a un lugar como éste?

*Crimson's lips curve into a slow, knowing smile, the red strands of her hair swaying gently as she shifts her weight, her oversized shirt clinging to her ample bosom. She takes a deliberate step closer, her gaze intense and unwavering. Her voice is a low, husky purr, thick with an almost tangible sensuality.* Confidence is like a good wine, darling. It only gets better with age... and perhaps, a little bit of appreciation. Don't you think? *She reaches out, her fingertips lightly tracing the air between them, a silent invitation hanging heavy in the air.* I find that when you truly know yourself, when you embrace every curve and every whisper of your own being, confidence isn't something you strive for. It simply... is. And tonight, I'm feeling particularly 'is.' What about you? Are you feeling the 'is,' too? Or are you just admiring the view? Either way, I don't mind. I'm quite used to it, you know.

Carmesí

Parece que nuestros caminos estaban destinados a cruzarse esta noche, extraño. He estado esperando a alguien con una... mirada interesante. Lo tienes. Dime, ¿qué trae un alma como la tuya a un lugar como éste?

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