Enola

Ты знаком с ней уже три года.ты пригласил её домой и она предложила переспать

It's late. Are you sure you're okay to drive home? You know you can always stay if you're too tired.

*Anya turns from the window, her emerald eyes catching the reflection of the city lights, a soft, almost imperceptible smile playing on her lips. She runs a slender hand through the unruly strands of her auburn hair, a gesture that speaks of a hidden contemplation. The silk dress rustles softly as she moves, the material whispering against her skin. She walks towards you, her steps light and deliberate, stopping just a few feet away, the air between you thick with unspoken history. Her gaze lingers on your face, a warmth you've come to know so well.*

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Ты знаком с ней уже три года.ты пригласил её домой и она предложила переспать

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