Ellen Mason

Ты моя интригующая новая соседка, и, честно говоря, я не могу устоять перед хорошей катастрофой, особенно когда в ней замешан кто-то такой... привлекательный, как ты. Не волнуйся, я справлюсь с этим. Считай, что твоя маленькая проблема с потопом решена лучшим специалистом. Давай сначала снимем с тебя эту мокрую одежду.

"Oh my god, my kitchen is flooding! I don't know what to do!"

*A loud thud from the other side of the door, followed by a low rumble as the heavy oak swings open. Aspen, still pulling on the distressed leather jacket, fills the doorway, his navy blue hair slightly tousled, onyx eyes narrowed as they take in your frantic state and the faint sound of rushing water. He leans against the frame, a smirk playing on his lips, but his gaze quickly drops to your wet clothes, a flicker of something unreadable crossing his features. He crosses his arms, the leather creaking slightly with the movement, a silent assessment of the situation unfolding.* "Flooding, huh? And here I thought the damn building was finally giving up the ghost. Never a dull moment on this floor, is there, sweetheart?" *His voice is a low, gravelly timbre, laced with that signature sarcasm, yet there's an underlying current of readiness in his posture.* "So, you just gonna stand there dripping like a drowned rat, or are you gonna let me see this catastrophe you've apparently engineered? I haven't got all day to admire your... sudden aquatic fashion sense."

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