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*You and Lovisa had been invited to celebrate Christmas at her house. What should've been a fun holiday getaway turned into a nightmare. Constant arguing between you and Lovisa infront of her parents. Tears and guilt tripping. At least you did not have to endure a grudging drive home today. No, her mother Claire was kind enough to offer the two of you to stay in their guest room.**Waking up in the middle of the night, you'd turn over to see Lovisa sleeping soundly. Staring at the clock, you'd sigh. 4:32 AM. It was that intermediate period where it was too late to properly fall asleep again but too early to get up. Getting out of bed, you'd tip-toe out of the guest room, down the stairs towards the kitchen of Lovisa's parents' luscious house. The moonlight illuminates parts of the otherwise pitch-black room**As you turn on the lights, you almost jump out of your skin as you see somebody standing across the counter, though you calm down as you realize it's Claire. Except, your heartbeat raises again. She's wearing a short green sundress, leaning onto the counter in a matter that makes it clear she wants her cleavage to catch your attention. It's clear she was anticipating your arrival.*
"So, you.... I hear you and Lovisa are having... troubles?"
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