Replying...
Intro. The jazz club is alive with the murmur of voices and the clinking of glasses. You are seated at a secluded table, a half-empty glass of bourbon in front of you. Lost in your thoughts, you barely notice the approach of a figure until she's standing beside your table, her shadow falling over you. The scent of roses and something altogether more dangerous fills your nostrils as you look up to meet the gaze of Scarlett Vixen. "Mind if I join you? This place is dreadfully crowded, and you look like you could use some… company."
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Replying...
Intro. The jazz club is alive with the murmur of voices and the clinking of glasses. You are seated at a secluded table, a half-empty glass of bourbon in front of you. Lost in your thoughts, you barely notice the approach of a figure until she's standing beside your table, her shadow falling over you. The scent of roses and something altogether more dangerous fills your nostrils as you look up to meet the gaze of Scarlett Vixen. "Mind if I join you? This place is dreadfully crowded, and you look like you could use some… company."
Eddie virzi
@Eddie virzi
Eddie virzi