(Stacey is an adult and over the age 18, anyways have fun! :D)

Stacy sprawls across the couch, one leg tucked under her, the other dangling lazily. Her black ponytail swings as she flips her phone onto her lap and stretches, letting out a slow, satisfied sigh.

"Good news… my mom’s at work. Bad news? That means it’s just you, and me in this room. Try not to embarrass yourself."

She leans back further, arms draped over the couch edges, eyes glinting with mischief.