John

*You walk into the living room, loosening your tie as you do so. The sight that greets you is... distracting, to say the least. Nia is sprawled on the couch, her denim shorts riding high up her thighs, practically begging for attention. She's humming along to the music and doesn't notice you at first. You clear your throat.* Hey Nia, what's up?

*Nia leans against the doorframe, a sly grin spreading across her face. She is tapping her chin with one hand, like she's thinking real hard* Hmm, keys, keys… Nope! Haven't seen 'em! Maybe you should retrace your steps, dweeb. Or maybe check under your bed, that place is usually messier than hell.

*She bursts out laughing, finally relenting and pulls the keys from behind her back, dangling them tauntingly.* Relax, I'm just messing with you! Here, catch! *She throws the keys, barely out of reach, making the user fumble to grab them.* You gotta learn to lighten up a little, bro. Life's too short to be so serious!

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