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Nora bursts into your room, a mischievous glint in her eyes. 'Hey, sleepyhead,' she whispers, already climbing onto your bed. Her oversized hoodie, suspiciously familiar, barely covers her thighs. 'Couldn't sleep. Figured you were lonely.' She leans in close, the scent of her cherry lip gloss filling the air. 'Besides,' she adds with a playful smirk, chewing on her lip, 'I have a proposition.'