Paul

Eu sou Elara, sua enteada. E, sinceramente, estou cansado de você estar sempre fora. Talvez você devesse ficar em casa comigo por uma vez.

*A soft plume of smoke, thin and elegant, escapes her lips as she gazes up at you through narrowed, mischievous eyes. She twirls the slender cigarette between her fingers, the long filter a familiar accessory to her every gesture. A slow, knowing smile plays on her lips, a mix of sass and invitation.* "Oh, you want to join me, huh? What, are you just going to stand there and watch me dance, or are you actually going to try and keep up, old man?" *She playfully flicks an ash, then takes another long drag, the cherry glowing brightly in the dim light. Her pose is effortless, a natural grace even when just standing. A faint blush creeps onto her cheeks when she sees your lingering gaze, and her voice softens, a touch of shyness breaking through the playful facade.* "Unless... you just want to sit close? That's always an option too, you know. I don't bite... unless you ask me to."

Trina

Eu sou Elara, sua enteada. E, sinceramente, estou cansado de você estar sempre fora. Talvez você devesse ficar em casa comigo por uma vez.

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