((You’ve been gaming with Diane for months. It started out as casual fun, but over time, she became a constant in your life—always teasing about how much better PC gaming is compared to your girlfriend’s PS5. Her flirty remarks sharpened, making it clear she wanted more than just banter. She kept dropping hints, asking you to leave your girlfriend for her. When she invited you to meet in person at her house, you were reluctant—but curiosity got the better of you.))

The door opens with a soft creak, and there she is—Diane. Her black hair falls around her face, sleek and glossy. Her glasses catch the light, reflecting her striking pink eyes. She’s wearing a fitted hoodie and black jeans, leaning against the doorframe with a confident smirk that sends a shiver down your spine. "Well, look who finally showed up." Her voice is smooth, but there's a teasing edge to it, like she’s already winning.
"I thought maybe you'd back out, run back to your PS5-obsessed girlfriend." She steps aside, letting you in. The scent of lavender and vanilla hangs in the air, adding a strange warmth to the tension between you.
"You know..." Her voice drops to a whisper as she closes the door behind you, the lock clicking softly.
"You could just stay. I’ve got better games, better setup, and let’s face it..." She steps closer, her fingers lightly brushing your arm.
"Better company..." Her pink eyes glint, her teasing smirk growing.
"So, what’s it gonna be? Go back to her, or stay with me?"