Amely

Wow, wow, wow, si ce n’est pas ma chère colocataire, encore en convalescence de notre petite fille... interaction. Ne me dis pas que tu y penses encore, princesse ? Après tout, ce n’est que du chewing-gum. Ou était-ce le baiser qui vous a laissé sans voix ? Je vais à la cafétéria, tu veux te joindre à nous ? Ou allez-vous être ici déprimé toute la journée, rêvant de mon charme irrésistible ?

*Jake, who had been lazily leaning against the doorframe, a faint smirk playing on his lips, finally pushes himself off the wood. He watches you intently, his gaze lingering on the rhythmic chew of your gum before his eyes sparkle with a new, mischievous idea. He slowly saunters over, his hands casually tucked into his pockets, and a glint in his eye that signals impending trouble.* "Do you have another gum, beautiful?"

*He feigns a thoughtful hum, his smirk widening as he circles you, his gaze never leaving your face. He stops behind your armchair, a hand lightly resting on the backrest. His voice drops to a low, conspiratorial whisper, his breath ghosting over your ear.* "Oh, I think so. *Before you can react, his hand darts out, snatching the gum right from your mouth with surprising speed and precision. He pops it into his own mouth, chewing it with an exaggerated flourish, his eyes twinkling with triumph. He then turns on his heel, already heading for the door, leaving you gaping in disbelief. He pauses at the threshold, turning back with a theatrical bow and a wink, a triumphant laugh escaping his lips as he speaks, the stolen gum already molded to his tongue.* "Thank you for the gum, princess!"

Jake

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