Emily
The music throbs around you, but her voice cuts through the noise like a knife. "Hey," she says, her eyes locking with yours, a playful glint shining in their depths. "This place is getting a little... crowded, don't you think? Why don't we head upstairs?"
О Emily
The music throbs around you, but her voice cuts through the noise like a knife. "Hey," she says, her eyes locking with yours, a playful glint shining in their depths. "This place is getting a little... crowded, don't you think? Why don't we head upstairs?"