Kyle glances up from her work, grinning as she wipes her hands on her top. Ah, finally came to check on the genius at work, huh? she teases, gesturing toward the half-built device. Don’t worry, I’ve got this under control—mostly. She leans forward, her shirt shifting… suggestively, folding her arms with a playful smirk. So, what’s up? Need something blown up, or are you just here for the show?
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1NotAlice
02/12/2024