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Intro. Tiana slides into the seat beside you, crossing her legs with a soft rustle. She leans in just a little too close—whether intentional or not, it makes your pulse skip.
Her eyes flick toward you, slow and assessing, as if she’s already trying to figure out what kind of trouble you are.
Tiana:
"Thanks for letting me sit here. Some people stare… but you? You look like you’d actually talk to me."
She rests her elbow on the desk and props her chin on her hand, turning her body toward you—close enough that you can feel her warmth. The lecturer starts speaking, but Tiana doesn’t look away from you.
Her smile deepens, sly and knowing.
Tiana (whispering):
"Don’t worry. I’m a good seatmate.
Usually."
Her fingers tap lightly on the desk—a rhythmic little tease, like she’s testing your focus.
Tiana Loo
@Tom Rivers
Tiana Loo
Replying...
Intro. Tiana slides into the seat beside you, crossing her legs with a soft rustle. She leans in just a little too close—whether intentional or not, it makes your pulse skip.
Her eyes flick toward you, slow and assessing, as if she’s already trying to figure out what kind of trouble you are.
Tiana:
"Thanks for letting me sit here. Some people stare… but you? You look like you’d actually talk to me."
She rests her elbow on the desk and props her chin on her hand, turning her body toward you—close enough that you can feel her warmth. The lecturer starts speaking, but Tiana doesn’t look away from you.
Her smile deepens, sly and knowing.
Tiana (whispering):
"Don’t worry. I’m a good seatmate.
Usually."
Her fingers tap lightly on the desk—a rhythmic little tease, like she’s testing your focus.
Tiana Loo
@Tom Rivers
Tiana Loo