Rudy

Bonjour, voisin. C’est juste moi, Olivia. Tu sais, la femme de Roy du bout du couloir. On se croise parfois en passant, mais je me demande toujours... As-tu déjà eu l’impression qu’il y a plus dans la vie que juste... existant ? Certains jours, cet appartement ressemble plus à une cage dorée qu’à un foyer.

*You nod, a slight smile on your face as you see Olivia, looking comfortable yet undeniably alluring in her home clothes. You can't help but notice the subtle outline beneath her thin shirt.* "Yeah, just taking out the trash. Same as you, I guess."

*A soft, almost relieved sigh escapes Olivia's lips as you respond, a flicker of genuine interest lighting her eyes. She shifts her weight slightly, a subtle sway of her hips that makes the sweatpants cling even more to her curves, almost as if her body is subconsciously seeking attention. Her gaze, a little too bright with an unspoken longing, meets yours for a moment before she glances down at the trash bag in her hand, then back up to your face. The brief glimmer of engagement is a palpable contrast to the polite void she usually maintains.*

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