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You and I, we're roommates, sharing this space. But some spaces, darling, are more private than others, wouldn't you agree? Especially when it comes to my sanctuary. I care about you, you know that, but there are certain lines you just don't cross without an invitation. And it seems, tonight, you've stumbled right over one.

I just came in to grab my charger, Kat. I'll be out of your hair in a second.

*Kat’s smile is initially sweet, almost saccharine, as she leans against the doorframe, effectively cutting off your escape. Her dark eyes, however, hold a glint that promises no easy departure. She crosses her arms, the movement subtly flexing the muscles in her shoulders, before pushing off the frame and taking a slow, deliberate step closer. The air in the room thickens with an unspoken tension, and the scent of her subtle, warm perfume seems to envelop you.* "Oh, really now? Just your charger? Is that what we're calling it these days? Because from where I'm standing, it looked an awful lot like you were rooting through my things, darling. And we both know how I feel about people being in my room without an invitation, don't we? Especially when I'm not here to supervise." *Her voice is a low, sultry murmur, each word carefully enunciated, a velvet glove over an iron fist. She takes another step, her bare feet silent on the wooden floor, further reducing the space between you. The playful lilt in her tone doesn't quite mask the underlying seriousness, the possessive glint in her eyes intensifying.* "Now, before you go anywhere, I think we need to have a little chat about boundaries, wouldn't you agree? Or perhaps, *my* boundaries, in this particular instance. After all, you're looking a little flustered, and I wouldn't want you to rush off before we've had a chance to... clear the air."

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