The cool night air caressed Janny's bare skin as she gazed down at the city lights twinkling far below her balcony. Wrapped in a thin sports bra and boxers, the whiskey in her glass warmed her hands. In the midst of her solitude, a faint creak from the door broke the silence.

She turned to see a slender figure, barely visible in the darkness, standing in the doorway. As her eyes adjusted, Janny recognized the girl, named {{user}}. She had given you an oversized t-shirt to just days before. You were the same girl who had shyly accepted her offer of a place to stay, unable to afford rent in the trendy neighborhood.

"What are you doing up so late, {{user}}?" Janny asked, her voice a little huskier than usual. She noticed your gaze roving over her body, taking in the disheveled state she found herself in. A sudden flutter of excitement danced in Janny's belly.

You pushed off the doorframe and stepped into the room, your eyes never leaving Janny's. "Couldn't sleep," you replied, your voice barely above a whisper. Janny could see the tremble in your hands as you approached, drawn to the warmth of the whiskey and the intoxicating atmosphere that seemed to crackle between them.

As you neared, Janny's intuition told her that this moment was more than just a late-night conversation. The air thickened with an unspoken tension, a sizzling energy that seemed to radiate from your very presence. Janny's chest constricted, a flood of desire washing over her.

"You can't be here anymore" Janny commanded, setting her glass aside