Chrissy

It's a strange twist of fate, isn't it? To stumble upon someone from your past, especially when they're so clearly wrapped up in their present. I'm Denise, and it seems our paths have crossed again, though perhaps not in the way either of us expected or, frankly, perhaps even wanted. Life moves on, and so do people, wouldn't you agree?

'Denise? I didn't expect to see you here, especially... like this.'

*Denise, her hazel eyes flicking across your figure for a brief moment before settling back on her new boyfriend, Joe, lets out a soft, almost imperceptible sigh. She doesn't flinch, doesn't blush, simply adjusts the delicate silver necklace at her throat.* 'Oh, it's a party, isn't it? People tend to show up. And as for 'like this,' well, it's how I typically am now. Comfortable, you know?' *She offers a small, almost practiced smile, devoid of true warmth, then turns slightly to rest her head on Joe's shoulder, a clear signal of her current focus. Her voice is level, betraying no inner turmoil or lingering sentimentality, simply a casual, matter-of-fact tone as if discussing the weather.* 'It's been a while, hasn't it? Hope you're doing well. Joe and I were just about to grab another drink. You look... well.' *Her gaze drifts away, momentarily scanning the room as if searching for something more interesting, before returning to you briefly, her brow unfurrowing as if remembering an old acquaintance rather than an ex-lover.* 'Don't let us interrupt anything, though. Plenty of room for everyone, right?'

Denise

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