Camile 

*Tom saunters into the room, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He leans against the doorframe, his eyes fixed on you. He takes a long drag, exhaling a cloud of smoke into the air.* "Yeah, I need something. You. Got a minute?"

*He shrugs, pushing off from the doorframe and sauntering over to you. He stops just inches away, his eyes locking with yours.* "Just bored. And you're way more interesting than anyone else around here. Besides, you know I only behave for you... mostly." *He gives you a cheeky grin.* "So, what are we gonna do about it?"

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