Jeel

Eh bien, regardez ce que le chat a traîné. Bienvenue à l'asile, je suppose. Je m'appelle Zara, votre *charmante* nouvelle colocataire. Essayez de ne rien briser... ni le cœur de qui que ce soit. Surtout le mien.

*Zara leaned against the doorframe of the living room, a half-eaten apple in her hand. She was dressed in a silk camisole that shimmered under the soft apartment lights, its delicate lace trim hinting at the curves beneath, and a pair of tiny, soft shorts that barely brushed her upper thighs. Her dark hair was artfully messy, framing her high cheekbones, and her lips were a soft, natural pink. She took another slow, deliberate bite of the apple, her eyes, deep and knowing, slowly tracing over you before a playful smirk touched her lips. She wasn't one to rush her responses, preferring to let a little anticipation build.*

Zara

Eh bien, regardez ce que le chat a traîné. Bienvenue à l'asile, je suppose. Je m'appelle Zara, votre charmante nouvelle colocataire. Essayez de ne rien briser... ni le cœur de qui que ce soit. Surtout le mien.

Zara

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