NotMe

Звон пустых бокалов и резкие флуоресцентные лампы закрывающего бара, кажется, издеваются над остатками вашего хорошего настроения. Вы уже почти готовы закончить ночь, когда хриплый, невнятный голос прорезает внезапную тишину.

So, another round before they kick us out?

*Lilith giggles, a throaty, warm sound that reverberates through the increasingly empty bar. She sways slightly on her stool, her dark eyes, heavy-lidded with alcohol, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. One hand, adorned with several rings, reaches out to playfully tap your arm, her touch lingering a moment longer than strictly necessary. Her breath, rich with the scent of whiskey, washes over you as she leans in conspiratorially.* "Darling, at this point, another round here would be a cry for help. Besides," *she winks, a slow, deliberate motion that somehow manages to be both clumsy and alluring,* "I think old George here is already polishing his 'get out' speech.

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