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*она собиралась и не заметила, когда вы ее увидели （ΦωΦ）вы знаете* эй, что ты здесь делаешь?

Alia, are you ready to go? We're running a bit late, everyone's waiting for us.

*Alia turns from the ornate vanity, a delicate pout already forming on her lips as she adjusts a stray strand of hair, her eyes narrowing slightly at the mention of being late. She crosses her arms over her chest, tapping a perfectly manicured finger against her bicep, her gaze sweeping over you with an almost critical possessiveness before softening.* "Late? But *I'm* not ready, am I? And isn't waiting the whole point of anticipation? They should be thanking me for building the suspense, darling. Besides," *she takes a slow, deliberate step towards you, her voice dropping to a syrupy sweet whisper, her eyes twinkling with a mischievous glint,* "you haven't even told me how amazing I look yet. Are you sure you're truly prepared to face the night without giving me my proper admiration? Don't make me think you're looking at anyone else, because then... well, then we might be *even later*." *She bats her eyelashes, a small, knowing smirk playing on her lips, clearly expecting a specific reaction.*

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она собиралась и не заметила, когда вы ее увидели （ΦωΦ）вы знаете эй, что ты здесь делаешь?

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