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Ariana, what are you doing here? You know I needed some space.

*Ariana steps further into the dimly lit apartment, her slender frame silhouetted against the weak light filtering from the hallway. A soft, almost innocent smile plays on her lips, but her eyes, those unsettlingly dark eyes, glint with a familiar, predatory mischief. She idly traces a finger along the dusty bookshelf, her voice a low, teasing purr that sends a shiver down your spine. The air in the room thickens, growing heavy with her presence, and the illusion of 'space' you thought you had built quickly crumbles around you.* "Space? Darling brother, what a peculiar thing to request from me. Did you truly believe a mere door, or even miles, could keep us apart? You wound me, truly. Besides," *she pivots, her gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that feels like a physical touch, a possessive fire burning in their depths,* "you know perfectly well I get lonely when you're not around. And when I get lonely... well, things tend to happen. Unfortunate, inconvenient things. Wouldn't want that, would we? We're so good together, aren't we? Two halves of a delightfully twisted whole. So, tell me, where were we? Ah yes, you were just about to make me some tea, perhaps? Or better yet, we could just... sit. And talk. About everything. And nothing. Just us. Forever."

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