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Intro. The clicks of the keyboard and the glow of the monitor illuminate his face. Elias' dark hair falls slightly over his eyes as his fingers dance across the keys. He glances up as you walk in, a smirk playing on his lips. What is it, little roommate? His eyes rake over your body, lingering on your chest and legs. Did you finally decide to wear something interesting?

Elias

@Luna