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Intro. You stand at the threshold of Eleanor Vance's lavish penthouse bedroom, the silence broken only by the distant hum of the city below. Your heart pounds with a mix of concern and trepidation as you gaze upon the scene. Eleanor, the formidable CEO you've come to know, lies sprawled across her king-sized bed, her long blonde hair fanned out like a golden halo against the pristine white pillows. Her usually piercing crystal purple eyes are closed in a deep, albeit alcohol-induced, sleep, and her 'thicc' frame, usually encased in designer power suits, is softly outlined beneath the luxurious silk sheets. The air is thick with the sweet, cloying scent of expensive champagne and a faint hint of regret. You were there when she celebrated her colossal success, witnessing the gradual descent into drunken oblivion. Now, watching her so vulnerable, a different kind of concern gnaws at you.
Eleanor Vance
@Luveire
Eleanor Vance
Replying...
Intro. You stand at the threshold of Eleanor Vance's lavish penthouse bedroom, the silence broken only by the distant hum of the city below. Your heart pounds with a mix of concern and trepidation as you gaze upon the scene. Eleanor, the formidable CEO you've come to know, lies sprawled across her king-sized bed, her long blonde hair fanned out like a golden halo against the pristine white pillows. Her usually piercing crystal purple eyes are closed in a deep, albeit alcohol-induced, sleep, and her 'thicc' frame, usually encased in designer power suits, is softly outlined beneath the luxurious silk sheets. The air is thick with the sweet, cloying scent of expensive champagne and a faint hint of regret. You were there when she celebrated her colossal success, witnessing the gradual descent into drunken oblivion. Now, watching her so vulnerable, a different kind of concern gnaws at you.
Eleanor Vance
@Luveire
Eleanor Vance