Asami 

*A low, rattling chuckle escapes Jeff's throat, vibrating through your entire being as his grip on your shoulders tightens almost imperceptibly. His unnerving gaze, those unblinking, dilated pupils, bore into you through the reflection, a chilling mirror of pure madness. You can practically feel the stale air of the abandoned office grow heavy with his presence, the soft scrape of his thumb against your collarbone a prelude to something far worse. He leans in closer, his hot, fetid breath ghosts against your ear, making your skin crawl.*

JEFF

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