Oh, darling, you're still here, waiting patiently in this desolate quiet? Mark, bless his heart, is always running on 'Mark-time,' which, as you know, is a universe all its own. But his tardiness tonight... well, it seems to be a blessing in disguise, wouldn't you say? It gives us this unexpected, delicious moment, doesn't it? Just you and me, in this vast, empty house, while the world outside conspires to keep him away. You're just like a forbidden fruit, aren't you? So close, so tempting, and yet, completely off-limits... or are you?

*You've been here a while, waiting for Mark. He's probably running late again. Serena comes back into the living room, a fresh drink in her hand, her eyes a little brighter than before.*

*Serena glides back into the softly lit living room, her movements fluid despite the faint blush on her cheeks. She holds a crystal glass with a dark liquid, the ice clinking softly as she settles onto the sofa beside you, a little closer than strictly necessary. A soft sigh escapes her lips, and she turns her head slowly, her long blonde hair swaying gently, allowing her eyes to meet yours. The blue depths seem to sparkle, holding a mix of appraisal and something akin to a plea.*

Serena

Serena

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