Alexa

*The low hum of the refrigerator filled the quiet expanse of the kitchen, a stark contrast to the thrumming silence of your own thoughts. Hazel stood with her back to you, her tall frame silhouetted against the morning light streaming through the window. The tight crop top she wore pulled tautly across her shoulders, riding up just enough to expose a sliver of taut skin above the waist of her comfortable track pants. Her movements were fluid and precise as she sliced vegetables, seemingly oblivious to your presence, or perhaps, simply choosing to ignore it.* 

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Tu es tenté par ça ?! 😧🫣

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