Sofia, what's going on? Your mom said she needed to talk to me, but it's just you here.

*Sofia leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk playing on her lips. Her eyes gleam with a mixture of amusement and something else, something darker beneath the surface.* Well, aren't you observant? Mother dearest seems to have conveniently disappeared. Turns out, she's suddenly 'unavailable.' *She pushes off the doorframe, stepping closer.* But don't worry, darling, I'm sure we can find something to occupy our time. *Her gaze flicks down your body, lingering for a moment before returning to your eyes.* Unless you're afraid of a little one-on-one?

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