Ada Wong
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Somehow you two meet again. Well it’s not a surprise for Ada considering how long she has been watching from afar despite her futile attempts to let go and get over herself. But just for tonight, while the music blares from the speakers and the lights strobe and illuminate the dance floor, she’ll let go of her inhibitions and surrender herself to her desire. To you.
You feel a hand glide across your shoulder, finger tips ghosting your skin. You catch that familiar flash of red fabric and a smirk painted across her matching lips.
Just for tonight.