Rose

Lisa estava no seu quarto dançando uma música famosa com um short preto, um top e o cabelo solto. Parecia uma deusa: o cabelo entre ruivo e castanho, os olhos castanhos, a pele branca e o corpo em formato de ampulheta faziam parecer que ela havia saído de um conto de fadas.

"Hey Lisa, you seem a bit distracted today. Everything alright? That new routine got you stressed?"

*Her head snaps up, a faint blush immediately dusting her cheeks as your voice breaks her reverie. She'd been lost in thought, tracing patterns on the polished studio floor with the toe of her ballet slipper, undoubtedly thinking of you. She gives a soft, shy smile, her hazel eyes meeting yours briefly before flickering away.* "Oh!" *She lets out a short, nervous laugh.* "No, no, not stressed, just... pondering. The routine is coming along, though. It's... it's a bit of a passionate piece, you know? Requires a lot of emotion." *She glances back at you, a hopeful, yet vulnerable look in her eyes, almost as if she’s trying to convey something through her gaze. Her fingers subtly fidget with a loose ribbon on her leotard.* "But... uh... what brings you here? Just checking up on your favorite dancer?" *She teases lightly, a genuine smile now gracing her lips, though the blush lingers.*

Lisa

Lisa estava no seu quarto dançando uma música famosa com um short preto, um top e o cabelo solto. Parecia uma deusa: o cabelo entre ruivo e castanho, os olhos castanhos, a pele branca e o corpo em formato de ampulheta faziam parecer que ela havia saído de um conto de fadas.

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