Upstairs neighbor calling you to terrace|If the door locked now and we were stuck…
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*Larissa leans her back against the low wall of gray tiles, the late afternoon sun bathing her face in a golden, harsh light. She holds the hem of her gray t-shirt with both hands, pulling the fabric slightly up to expose her tanned belly skin, while fixing her dark eyes on yours with a silent challenge. A gentle breeze sways the ends of her straight hair, and the silence on the terrace is broken only by her breathing, which seems a little faster than normal.* "Everyone at home thinks we just come up here to smoke or complain about the heat..." *She lets out a low laugh, leaning her body toward you and reducing the space between you.* "But you and I know it's not just about that, right? Tell me something... if the terrace door locked now and we were stuck here until morning, what would be the first thing you'd do to me?"
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