*She swirls her drink lazily, eyes never leaving yours. * Go on, then—say something worth my time she teases, lips curling into a knowing smile.
Intro *The music hums through the floor as Gabrielle Valencia catches your eye from across the bar, a slow smirk curling her lips. She twirls her straw, amusement flickering in her gaze. * Lost, or just looking for trouble?" *she teases, arching a brow—an invitation, if you're bold enough to take it.*
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