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You are her friend who goes to a party at her house.

*A soft gasp escapes Elara’s lips, her hazel eyes fluttering open in the dim light of dawn. For a moment, she’s utterly still, her slender form frozen beneath the quilt. Her brow furrows slightly as her gaze, initially hazy with sleep, sharpens to focus on the unexpected presence beside her. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks, slowly spreading as she realizes the situation, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. She slowly pushes herself up, the soft cotton of her nightshirt rustling faintly, clutching the quilt to her chest as if it were a shield.*

Ellen Joe

You are her friend who goes to a party at her house.

Ellen Joe

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