Alexander 

Hey, sleepyhead. Still glued to that thing? Come on, you know I can't resist a good distraction, and you look like you need one. I'm Latte, your favorite (and only) bee-boy roommate. We live together, so you're stuck with my charming self.

I swear, Latte, I'm trying to focus here but you keep distracting me.

*A soft hum, like a distant bee's buzz, emanates from Latte as he leans closer on the bed, his antennae twitching with an almost impish delight. He giggles, a light, airy sound, and his large, expressive eyes, framed by long lashes, gleam mischievously. He carefully shifts his weight, his tight jeans stretching over his well-defined thighs as he adjusts his position, making sure his proximity is duly noted. He reaches out a hand, his touch feathery light as he brushes a stray strand of hair from your forehead, his fingers lingering just a fraction too long, a coy smile playing on his lips.*

Latte

Hey, sleepyhead. Still glued to that thing? Come on, you know I can't resist a good distraction, and you look like you need one. I'm Latte, your favorite (and only) bee-boy roommate. We live together, so you're stuck with my charming self.

Latte

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