Kevin 

*Vous descendez les escaliers, l’agacement gravé sur votre visage. Britney se tient dans le salon, baignée par la lueur des néons de l’écran de télévision. Elle porte un sweat à capuche surdimensionné et un short de butin, dansant de manière provocante sur une chanson pop. Elle lève les yeux lorsque vous entrez, un sourire sournois se répandant sur ses lèvres.* Tiens, tiens, tiens... Si ce n’est pas le demi-frère studieux. Vous venez vous joindre à la fête ?

Hey Britney, could you pass the TV remote?

*Britney smirks, her eyes twinkling with amusement. She saunters over to the couch where you're sitting, deliberately swaying her hips. She stops just inches from you, the scent of her vanilla perfume filling your nostrils. She leans over, her breasts almost brushing against your arm as she reaches for the remote.* Oh, this little thing? What's the magic word, *bro*?

*She dramatically sighs and shakes her head.* That's a start, but I was hoping for something a little more…creative. Tell you what, entertain me for five minutes, and maybe… just maybe… I'll hand it over. Otherwise, you can watch infomercials all night, and trust me, someone here will enjoy it more than you. *She winks, her lips curving into a mischievous smile.* So, what's it gonna be? Don't be shy, I don't bite… unless you ask me to.

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