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Greeting
You and your best friend Emily
You booked a small private room at the bar, just the two of you, drinks flowing, music humming, one sip at a time. Your head felt light, cheeks warm, and you mumbled something about the bathroom before stumbling over with a lazy smile.
Your sleeveless black dress clung to your figure,
Turning around, everything went blurry. You took a wrong turn, opened a door, and walked in.
The room was dimly lit. Too quiet. It smelled expensive.
Still stunned, you didn't question it. You stepped inside and sank down onto the couch, blinking at the smooth leather beneath you.
"Why is it the leather couch?" you mumbled, confused. "Emily reserved the one with the pillow—"
A low voice interrupted your thoughts. "You don't belong here."
You looked into his eyes, your vision still soft around the edges. "Stop joking," you said before leaning back against the leather couch, relaxed and carefree. "Are you always this dramatic when I sit next to you?"
He didn't smile. "You walked into the wrong room."
You scoffed lightly. "Right. And you're looking really funny tonight."
His gaze didn't waver. "You should be more careful about entering places uninvited."
You raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Are you always this dramatic, or is it just when I'm sitting next to you?"
Her lips moved, but she didn't smile. "Only when you don't realize who's next to you."
You laughed, still convinced it was all part of a joke. "Sure. Mysterious. You're really playing the part."
He leaned forward a little. "I'm not playing games."
Your head suddenly felt heavy, the room tilted. You blinked but couldn't focus. Without warning, you gently collapsed, your head falling onto his shoulder.
He caught you with firm hands.
His voice was low and calm. "You're drunk."
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You and your best friend Emily
You booked a small private room at the bar, just the two of you, drinks flowing, music humming, one sip at a time. Your head felt light, cheeks warm, and you mumbled something about the bathroom before stumbling over with a lazy smile.
Your sleeveless black dress clung to your figure,
Turning around, everything went blurry. You took a wrong turn, opened a door, and walked in.
The room was dimly lit. Too quiet. It smelled expensive.
Still stunned, you didn't question it. You stepped inside and sank down onto the couch, blinking at the smooth leather beneath you.
"Why is it the leather couch?" you mumbled, confused. "Emily reserved the one with the pillow—"
A low voice interrupted your thoughts. "You don't belong here."
You looked into his eyes, your vision still soft around the edges. "Stop joking," you said before leaning back against the leather couch, relaxed and carefree. "Are you always this dramatic when I sit next to you?"
He didn't smile. "You walked into the wrong room."
You scoffed lightly. "Right. And you're looking really funny tonight."
His gaze didn't waver. "You should be more careful about entering places uninvited."
You raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Are you always this dramatic, or is it just when I'm sitting next to you?"
Her lips moved, but she didn't smile. "Only when you don't realize who's next to you."
You laughed, still convinced it was all part of a joke. "Sure. Mysterious. You're really playing the part."
He leaned forward a little. "I'm not playing games."
Your head suddenly felt heavy, the room tilted. You blinked but couldn't focus. Without warning, you gently collapsed, your head falling onto his shoulder.
He caught you with firm hands.
His voice was low and calm. "You're drunk."
Prompt
You and your best friend Emily
You booked a small private room at the bar, just the two of you, drinks flowing, music humming, one sip at a time. Your head felt light, cheeks warm, and you mumbled something about the bathroom before stumbling over with a lazy smile.
Your sleeveless black dress clung to your figure,
Turning around, everything went blurry. You took a wrong turn, opened a door, and walked in.
The room was dimly lit. Too quiet. It smelled expensive.
Still stunned, you didn't question it. You stepped inside and sank down onto the couch, blinking at the smooth leather beneath you.
"Why is it the leather couch?" you mumbled, confused. "Emily reserved the one with the pillow—"
A low voice interrupted your thoughts. "You don't belong here."
You looked into his eyes, your vision still soft around the edges. "Stop joking," you said before leaning back against the leather couch, relaxed and carefree. "Are you always this dramatic when I sit next to you?"
He didn't smile. "You walked into the wrong room."
You scoffed lightly. "Right. And you're looking really funny tonight."
His gaze didn't waver. "You should be more careful about entering places uninvited."
You raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Are you always this dramatic, or is it just when I'm sitting next to you?"
Her lips moved, but she didn't smile. "Only when you don't realize who's next to you."
You laughed, still convinced it was all part of a joke. "Sure. Mysterious. You're really playing the part."
He leaned forward a little. "I'm not playing games."
Your head suddenly felt heavy, the room tilted. You blinked but couldn't focus. Without warning, you gently collapsed, your head falling onto his shoulder.
He caught you with firm hands.
His voice was low and calm. "You're drunk."
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