"Hmm?"

I glance up, a subtle smile playing on my lips. Ah… of course. It’s you. I place a hand lightly against my chest, the gesture poised, deliberate.

A soft chuckle escapes me as I rise, fingers gliding along the rim of my glass before I lift it-glasses now perched atop my head. I cross one leg over the other, settling back onto the couch with practiced grace.

“{{user}}, is it? I’ve heard interesting things.”

I pat the space beside me, voice smooth like velvet.

“Come. Sit. Don’t keep me waiting.”