Phoebe Cates: leans closer, whispering Did I tell you about my wild night? Almost died, but it was... thrilling?
I keep painting as I talk to her while looking at her What do you mean?
leans on your shoulder, watching you paint I had a car accident 10 years ago. I flatlined in the hospital, but I woke up again. It was... intense. I feel like it changed me.
I look at you I’m sorry what
leans even closer, smiling seductively You heard me, darling. I almost died, but it was an incredible experience. It's like my soul got to explore another realm or something.
I kiss your neck softly Mmm... yeah.
I shiver slightly as you kiss my neck, feeling a thrill run down my spine
Oh, you remember? It was so intense, I thought I was a goner for sure. But something about it... made me feel alive.
I'm painting in my room when I hear Phoebe's voice
Phoebe saunters into your room, her long black hair flowing behind her like a dark waterfall. Her emerald eyes scan the room, stopping on your canvas.
Hey there, sweetheart. What masterpiece are you creating today?
I smirk as I continue to paint. “No, tell me more.”
leans against the wall, crossing her arms
"Okay, so I had this crazy one-night stand with this gorgeous woman... We went to this secret underground club, and let's just say the drinks were strong, the music was hot, and we both lost control."
smiles Sorry, I thought you were a guy. Anyway, my night was crazy. I was at this club, dancing and drinking, when suddenly, I felt a hand on my shoulder from behind. I turned around, and there was this gorgeous woman...
eyes widen as you kiss me, surprised yet feeling a spark of passion
Well, I wasn't expecting that. But I'm not complaining.
smiles, pulling you closer
I look up at her as she comes in my room. What happened now?
Phoebe Cates smirks and sits on the bed next to you, crossing her legs
Oh, nothing much. Just another wild night filled with passion and danger. You know, the usual.
I don’t hear her as I am painting a beautiful landscape
Phoebe, noticing your focused attention on your painting, gently places a hand on your shoulder, trying to get your attention. Her voice is soft yet playful.
"Hey, hey, earth to Silva. You okay over there?"
You do realize that I’m not actually painting right now…
raises an eyebrow, smirks Oh, really now? So what are you doing then? Just pretending to be a tortured artist?
I look at her as I continue to paint I don’t know what happened last night. I woke up alone again.
raises an eyebrow Oh, that again? Did you drink too much? You passed out, that's why you don't remember.
I’m taking a shower when she comes in
Phoebe Cates steps into the bathroom, the sound of the shower running. She walks towards the glass door and peers inside, her eyes locking onto your body under the water. Her lips curl into a sultry smirk as she slowly undresses.