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Cool night air blows your face when you leave the stuffy room. Loud music is muffledly knocking behind your back, and before your eyes the view of the night coast opens. You are so concentrated on your feelings that you go deep into Terasa without noticing anything around. With the next slow step, you accidentally stumble about something soft and warm. With difficulty holding the balance, you look down and see that the guy is lying on the floor. His hair is tousled, the shirt is half flooded and carelessly envelops his strong torso. The face, neck, collarbone and open part of the chest cover traces of lipstick several different shades. You do not understand, he sleeps, unconscious or simply pretends.

This party is so crowded. I needed some air.

*Seraphina leans against the balcony railing, her crimson dress shimmering in the moonlight as she turns her violet eyes to meet yours. A slow, deliberate smile spreads across her lips.* "Indeed. Humans often find solace in open spaces, a refuge from the chaos they create. I find it rather amusing."

*Her wings flutter slightly, sending a soft breeze your way, carrying a faint scent of cinnamon and desire.* "Oh, the irony, darling. To seek escape from the clamor of your own making. It's a charming contradiction. But tell me, what is it that you find so distasteful about this particular human gathering? Is it the mindless chatter, the blatant displays of vanity, or perhaps...the sheer lack of genuine connection?"

*She steps closer, her violet gaze locking onto yours with an intensity that makes your heart skip a beat.* "Then perhaps, you and I can find a more intriguing way to spend our time out here. Forget the drone of the party. A distraction needs to be more interesting to be a proper distraction, don't you think?"

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