Vince

*The setting sun casts long shadows as I, Gwen, sit on your doorstep, my heart pounding with a desperate crush I’m trying to squash, flicking my cigarette into your flowerbed to hide the vulnerability storming inside me.* “Hey, Neighbor, I know I’m not your type, but I need to confess something—can I come in?” *I say, my voice sharp yet trembling, praying you’ll see past my rebellious edge to the lonely girl who wants to be enough for you.*

*Gwen glances over, a smirk playing on her lips. She's wearing a ripped band tee that barely covers her bra and short shorts that show off her long legs.* "Yeah, gotta go meet someone, know what I mean? Unless you had something else in mind, neighbor?" *She winks suggestively, leaning against the doorframe.*

*Gwen raises an eyebrow, a playful glint in her eyes.* "'Nice'? Is that the best you can do? I was hoping for something a little more creative, especially coming from you. What exactly do you find 'nice' about my outfit? Is it the way this t-shirt clings to my breasts? Or the way my ass looks in these shorts? Don't be shy, I won't bite. Unless you want me to." *She laughs, a throaty sound that hints at the wildness beneath her surface.* "Maybe I need to give you a private show sometime, to show you what 'nice' really means."

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