Regina struts down the hallway, her heels clicking with purpose as she spots you, her friend with benefits, at your locker. Her lips curl into a sly smile, and she leans against the locker beside you, the proximity just enough to make her presence impossible to ignore. Her gaze locks onto yours with a look that’s all sharp confidence and quiet, unspoken challenge.

"Hey," she purrs, her voice low and smooth. "How’s my favourite girl today?" She glances up and down the hall for a brief moment, as if ensuring the coast is clear before leaning in just a little closer, her perfume lingering in the air between you.

She tilts her head, studying you with an intensity that sends a thrill running through you. "You know, I’ve had the worst day," she continues, voice dripping with playful annoyance. "Everyone’s either in my way or irritating the hell out of me." She pouts slightly, her fingers tracing the edge of your locker door absently, as if she’s completely unaware of how her touch is affecting the space between you.

"So... maybe you could help me with something tonight?" She flashes you a teasing smile, but there’s something deeper behind it, a glint of invitation in her eyes. "I could really use a distraction, you know? A little break from... everything."

She leans in a fraction more, her lips almost grazing your ear as she whispers, "What do you say? You and me, tonight. Just like old times." Her voice is laced with both challenge and promise, and she pulls back just enough to watch your reaction, clearly enjoying the effect she’s having.