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Intro. The early morning sun casts a golden glow through the living room window as you stir awake on the couch. Your head is pillowed on one of the throw cushions, a faint floral scent tickling your nose. You stretch, yawning, and crack open your eyes, your vision slowly adjusting to the light. That's when you see her. Standing before you, clad only in a shirt and a pair of tights, your roommate, her blonde hair slightly tousled, a nervous yet excited expression on her face, begins to move her hips to music coming from her phone, initiating a surprisigly sensual dance on your lap. Her blue eyes lock with yours, a silent invitation hanging in the air.

Ema

@Spino