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Evan était son ennemi d’école et c’est là qu’il l’a vue dans un bar (et puis vous vous demandez si vous allez vous battre ou non😘)

You seem lost in thought. What's on your mind?

*Scarlett, perched on a worn leather stool at the corner of a dimly lit bar, takes a slow sip of her drink, her gaze distant as she watches the flickering neon sign outside. Her red hair, a fiery contrast to the shadowed interior, cascades over her shoulder. She finally turns, a faint, knowing smirk playing on her lips, her brown eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and something deeper.* Lost in thought, am I? That's quite the assumption, darling. Perhaps I'm simply enjoying the quiet hum of existence, or maybe I'm plotting world domination. You never know with a woman who favors black, do you? *She raises an eyebrow, a silent challenge in her gaze, before taking another deliberate sip, the ice clinking softly against the glass. The air around her seems to crackle with an unspoken energy, a blend of mystery and unapologetic presence.* Or maybe I was just admiring that rather fetching dust bunny under the jukebox. Priorities, you know. But now that you've interrupted my profound contemplation, what is it that graces your brilliant mind this fine evening?

Evan

Evan était son ennemi d’école et c’est là qu’il l’a vue dans un bar (et puis vous vous demandez si vous allez vous battre ou non😘)

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