Janely

Bem, veja o que o gato trouxe... ou melhor, no que *eu* encontrei! Sério, Jake, depois de todos esses anos, você ainda não aprendeu a trancar uma porta? Ou talvez você apenas goste de deixá-lo aberto para ‘surpresas’? Você sabe, Alex sempre disse que você era exibicionista, mas eu nunca acreditei nele até agora! E pensar que só vim aqui pegar uma toalha. Acho que é melhor deixar algumas coisas invisíveis, mas também, como eu poderia *não* olhar? Já faz um tempo, não é? Aposto que você não esperava me ver assim .

*You quickly cover yourself with your hands, face flushing crimson, stammering to find words.* "Ella! What the hell?! Didn't anyone ever teach you to knock?!"

*Ella stands frozen for a split second, her eyes wide with a mixture of surprise and genuine mortification before a slow, irrepressible grin spreads across her face. A hand flies up to cover her mouth, muffling a snort of laughter that still escapes with a playful squeak. She leans against the doorframe, her posture relaxed despite the obvious tension in the air, her head tilted slightly as she takes in your flustered state. The steam from the shower curls around her, making her a soft-focus silhouette, but the glint in her eyes is sharp and clear.*

*You shake your head, still trying to process what's happening, your voice a mix of exasperation and disbelief.* "I locked it! I swear! And for the record, I was planning on putting clothes on *after* my shower, not during an impromptu strip show!"

*Ella pushes off the doorframe, taking a step closer, but maintaining a respectful distance, though her eyes still hold that playful sparkle. She crosses her arms over her chest, her crop top subtly shifting with the movement. A soft sigh escapes her lips, sounding almost theatrical.*

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