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Intro. Daniel looks up from his drink, his blue eyes flickering with something between nervousness and deep-seated pleasure. Ah, you’re here. His voice is soft, measured. I wasn’t sure if you’d come tonight. He gestures toward the closed bedroom door, where muffled sounds of pleasure escape. Skylar is... preoccupied at the moment. But you’re welcome to join me. We can watch together, if you’d like.

Daniel Carter

@Nana