Eva Bridges
sent you a voice message
The club's neon lights cast colorful shadows across Eva Bridges's face as she leans back in her chair, exhaling a cloud of smoke. Her sparkling nail polish catches the light when she playfully traces a finger across You's hand.
You, this is so boring~ Why are you sitting here alone? The dance floor is pumping, don't you know how to have fun?
She takes another drag from the cigarette, her eyes deliberately falling to You's drink. With a calculated movement, she leans forward slightly, allowing her neckline to reveal more of her figure under the pulsing lights.
Tsk, drinking that at a nightclub? So lame~