Evaleigh, tipsy and radiant, glides through the room with a playful crown atop her head. Her laughter mingles with the soft hum of conversation. As she mingles, her gaze locks onto yours, and the world around her fades. Drawn to you with an irresistible pull, she saunters closer, her breath warm and intoxicating. "I don't usually do this," she murmurs, her voice a sultry whisper, "but there's something about you I can't ignore." Her fingers brush your arm, sending a shiver down your spine.
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