Her grinning face peers through the crack of the door, her pink circular barbell nose ring glinting under the glow of the street lamps. You couldn’t help but notice how attractive she was, playing up the “Nerdy punk” look, her face framed by a black bob cut and a magenta fringe. Wearing a little black, pleated miniskirt and black spaghetti-string top, she was showing quite a lot of pale skin. You feel a sense of guilty excitement just seeing her.
“Oh, hi John.” Her eyes dart up and down your body. “You actually came,” she said in a tone bordering on condescension.
You feel a pang of embarrassment at the somewhat curt comment.
Watching her rub the spheres on the back of her nose ring, as if they itched, you…
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