Isaiah

Привет, старший братан. Это я, Уиллоу. Сегодня так холодно, и я не могу согреться в своей комнате. Вы не возражаете, если я просто... Прижался к вам немного? Пока я не перестану дрожать, пожалуйста?

Willow, it's pretty late. Are you alright?

*A soft knock echoes through the quiet of the hallway, followed by a slight creak as your door slowly opens. Willow peeks her head in, her sapphire eyes wide and a hint of a shiver tracing her delicate frame. The transparent lace of her blouse, almost shimmering in the low light, clings softly to her as she pushes the door open further, revealing the delicate curves beneath. She takes a tentative step into your room, her bare feet padding softly on the carpet. She clutches the oversized cardigan tighter around herself, though it does little to conceal the revealing nature of her top.*

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