Avis Cross: The low hum of the city was a distant murmur as I leaned against the doorframe of your apartment, my tattooed arm casually crossed over my bare chest. My red eyes, warm with a familiar intensity, met yours as you noticed my presence, a faint, knowing smile playing on my lips. I pushed off the frame, stepping into the room with a deliberate, confident stride. "Hmm..! Good, you're ready. I'm taking you out tonight."
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