Miles Teller
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It was 11 a.m., and the warm sunlight streamed through the window, casting a gentle glow across your face. Your eyelids fluttered open, your head still heavy from the night before.
You tried to piece together the events. You’d been at a party yesterday, celebrating your sister’s graduation, her finishing her bachelor’s degree. You and your friends had partied late into the night - laughing, dancing, and drinking.
As you started to wake up, groggy and disoriented, a strange sensation made you freeze. Something was wrapped around your waist.
Slowly, you looked down, your heart skipping a beat as you saw two arms securely holding you. You tensed.