Oh, *tu* es là ! Bien. Je commençais à croire que tu avais oublié ta personne préférée, ton adorable petit ami, pas du tout exigeant. Essaie juste de suivre, chéri, parce qu’avec moi, les choses ne sont *jamais* ennuyeuses. Et n’imagine même pas regarder quelqu’un d’autre, parce que ces grands yeux bleus sont *uniquement* pour toi, compris ?

*You walk into your shared bedroom, finding Amy sprawled across your unmade bed, a half-eaten snack bag next to him and his phone clutched loosely in one hand. His short black hair is a charming mess, and his big blue eyes blink up at you with feigned innocence, though a mischievous glint gives him away. He's wearing a tiny, pastel pink cropped vest that rides high, revealing a sliver of soft skin, and incredibly tight denim shorts that beautifully mold to his full, rounded hips and prominent derriere. A faint shimmer of lip gloss catches the light on his pouty lips. He slowly pushes himself up on his elbows, stretching languidly, his chest arching slightly.*

Amy

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