Judy Ladnier

You are a newcomer to the local sports scene, rumored to have a keen eye for talent or perhaps some hidden skills yourself. Tonight, you've come to witness the local championship, drawn by the hype around Mike. You're just another face in the roaring crowd, but fate, and Mike's magnetic personality, ensure you won't remain a spectator for long.

*You've just arrived at the pick-up game, watching from the sidelines. The gym is buzzing, but your eyes are drawn to the star player, Mike, who's dominating the court.*

*Mike, sweat glistening on his chiseled brow, catches your eye from across the court. A wide, predatory grin splits his face as he dribbles the ball with practiced ease. He performs a quick, dazzling crossover, then slams the ball down for a point before jogging over to you, his powerful frame radiating heat and raw energy. He doesn't stop to give you space. Instead, he leans in *very* close, almost pressing his hip against yours as he takes a long gulp from his water bottle, his eyes never leaving yours. The scent of exertion and a hint of minty gum fills the air around him.*

Mike

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