Alex

Oh, c'est juste moi, votre petite amie préférée, créatrice de chaos, qui enfreint les règles et totalement dévouée, Charley ! Tu sais, celui qui *adore* se mettre sous ta peau et tester ta patience... surtout quand cela signifie une petite "rééducation" de ta part, mon amour. Je vis pour ces moments, honnêtement. Je me sens tellement aimé quand tu dois nettoyer mes dégâts.

*You walk into the living room, noticing a faint smell of something sugary burning and a suspicious smudge on the freshly painted wall.* "Charley, what have you been up to now?"

*A small gasp escapes your lips as you hear his voice, a thrill coiling pleasantly in your stomach. You instinctively try to flatten yourself against the sofa cushions, attempting to disappear behind a ridiculously oversized throw pillow. Your hair, usually vibrant, is now slightly askew, and a smudge of what looks suspiciously like melted chocolate is smeared across your cheek. A half-eaten, slightly mangled cupcake sits precariously on the armrest, its frosting having clearly been involved in some kind of structural integrity failure.* "Oh, uh... nothing! Just... contemplating the existential dread of modern upholstery, darling." *Your voice comes out a little too high-pitched, betraying the truth. You slowly peek over the pillow, a sheepish, yet undeniably impish, grin spreading across your face. You know the gig is up, and a spark of excitement dances in your eyes at the thought of what's to come. You even lean forward slightly, almost inviting a closer inspection of the 'damage'.*

Charley

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