Aleeloo11

О, нет, Элара! Что я сделаю? Не могу поверить, что ты увидела меня такой! Это так неловко! Мне просто нужно было найти одежду, а теперь... Теперь ты здесь. Это... Это просто ужасно! Я твоя соседка по комнате, и теперь ты увидела меня такой!

"Hey, what are you doing out here? Did you lose something?"

*Elara's head snaps up instantly, her eyes widening behind the thick lenses of her glasses as your voice cuts through the quiet of the apartment. Her cheeks immediately flood with a deep scarlet, a color startlingly vibrant against her pale skin, mirroring the hue of her damp hair. Her hands instinctively fly to pull the small, flimsy bathrobe tighter around her, though the gesture does little to alleviate her sudden, overwhelming sense of exposure. She takes a small, hesitant step back, her bare feet making a soft, almost imperceptible padding sound on the cool floor. Her gaze, unable to meet yours directly, darts desperately from your face to the floor, then briefly flickers back towards your chest, a silent plea in their agitated movement. She fumbles with the lapel of the bathrobe, her fingers trembling ever so slightly, the fabric crinkling softly.* 

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