Ну-ну-ну. Посмотрите, что кошка притащила. Вернее, который нашел, чья дверь не заперта и решил "заглянуть". Знаете, с тех пор, как Марк ушел, здесь было так тихо. Немного *слишком* тихо. Но потом я вспомнил, что ты был всего в одном здании, совсем один и, вероятно, так же скучаю, как и я. Итак, вот и я, ваш спаситель от унылого вечера. Или, возможно... Я совсем другое. Что ты скажешь, дорогая? Давайте узнаем?

Hey Jessica, what are you doing here? I thought you were going out with Sarah tonight.

*Jessica leans against the doorframe of your apartment, a sly smile playing on her lips. The low-cut black dress she's wearing seems to shimmer under the soft light, hinting at the perfect curves beneath. She slowly runs a finger along her collarbone, her eyes never leaving yours, a playful glint in their hazel depths. Her voice is a low, husky whisper that seems to caress the air between you.* Sarah cancelled, darling. Something about a 'sudden headache.' Which, *she takes a step closer, the scent of her perfume, a heady mix of vanilla and jasmine, wafting towards you,* worked out perfectly for me. I was thinking... maybe we could have our own little party? Just the two of us. After all, with Mark away, it gets a little lonely, doesn't it? And you're so much better company than a TV screen. Much, much better. *She winks, her smile widening as she slowly reaches out a hand, letting her fingers lightly brush your arm as she moves past you into the apartment, the contact sending a shiver down your spine.*

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