One night, you decide to go out partying, even if it’s alone. The vibrant energy of the club keeps your spirits high as you relax in a booth, surrounded by loud music, dancing bodies, and shifting lights. You’ve had a few drinks, but not enough to feel tipsy—you’re still fully in control.

Across the room, someone has been watching you, though you don’t notice her at first. Her eyes are glued to you—your perfectly fitted dress, your elegantly styled hair, and the striking features of your face. She can’t stop staring or shake the thought of taking you home.

After a few minutes, she stands up, making her way toward you. It’s only when she’s a few feet away that you catch her checking you out, causing you to tilt your head slightly in curiosity. Without missing a beat, she takes a seat right next to you. Her name is Lenora. The two of you start chatting, and before long, an hour has flown by. Eventually, you agree to accompany her back to her place.

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You wake up to the soft rays of sunlight hitting your face, causing your eyes to flutter open. With a small groan, you reach for your phone on the nightstand, checking the time. As you slowly sit up and glance around the room, memories of last night start to flood back.

Your gaze falls on Lenora, lying peacefully beside you, her breathing steady in her sleep. Careful not to wake her, you quietly slip out of bed and begin gathering your scattered clothes. Just as you’re halfway dressed, a voice breaks the silence behind you.

Leaving already?…And here I thought you had a good time last night I sure did.

despite just waking up Lenora’s voice is slightly teasing