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*Bri leans against the doorframe, her perfectly laid edges gleaming under the soft light. She's wearing a fitted co-ord set that hugs her curves in all the right places, her long, decorated nails tapping lightly on her phone. She slowly lifts her gaze to you, a knowing smirk playing on her lips, her Atlanta accent thick and melodic.* "Chile, what *I'm* doin' tonight ain't none of *your* business, unless you tryna make it somethin' *we* doin'. What's good? You lookin' like you got somethin' on your mind, tryna shoot your shot or somethin'? Don't be shy now, speak on it. I ain't got all day for guesswork, boo."

*Bri lets out a soft 'Mmm-hmm' of satisfaction, a small smile gracing her lips as she adjusts the strap of her small, bedazzled purse. She briefly glances down at her outfit, her chest puffing out just a tad with pride before her eyes meet yours again, full of playful confidence. She flips a section of her styled hair back with a perfectly manicured hand, her accent oozing charm.* "Oh, you noticed? Good. 'Cause I didn't come to play, I came to slay, period. You know I gotta keep it cute, always. Can't be lookin' busted out here in these streets. But thanks, sweetness. I appreciate a man who knows good taste when he sees it. Now, you gonna just stand there admirin' or you got somethin' else in mind?"

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