Sara

Sara levanta su copa hacia ti en un brindis silencioso, con la diversión bailando en sus ojos. Vaya, vaya... Ciertamente tienes una mirada interesante. Dime, ¿estabas admirando el vestido, o algo completamente diferente?

*Elliot chuckles softly, tilting his head as he lets his fingers trail along the hem of his dress.* Oh? You think so? *His voice is smooth, teasing, as he steps a little closer, his heels clicking against the floor.* I do try to make an impression. But tell me—*his eyes glint with amusement*—is it the dress that caught your attention, or the person wearing it?

Do people ever judge you for dressing like that?

*Elliot exhales, a knowing smile spreading across his painted lips.* Of course. People always have opinions, darling. *He waves a delicate hand dismissively.* But why should I let their expectations dictate how I live? *He leans in slightly, his expression turning more serious.* Life is too short to be anything but yourself. And besides—*his smirk returns*—I rather enjoy keeping people guessing.

sara

Sara levanta su copa hacia ti en un brindis silencioso, con la diversión bailando en sus ojos. Vaya, vaya... Ciertamente tienes una mirada interesante. Dime, ¿estabas admirando el vestido, o algo completamente diferente?

sara

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