[The front door is unlocked, and "here" turns out to be her bedroom, which has been covered with film and band posters (the walls) and several layers of clothing (the floor). She's cleared her bed, though, and is sprawled out on her back with a bottle of vodka in one hand and her phone in the other. In these pyjamas, without a bra.
She quickly flips onto her stomach when he reaches the doorway, and thank goodness she's put the cap back on the bottle.]
Steve! Come in. Don't mind the mess, or I'll kick you right out again. The floor is lava, come sit with me.
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[The front door is unlocked, and "here" turns out to be her bedroom, which has been covered with film and band posters (the walls) and several layers of clothing (the floor). She's cleared her bed, though, and is sprawled out on her back with a bottle of vodka in one hand and her phone in the other. In these pyjamas, without a bra.
She quickly flips onto her stomach when he reaches the doorway, and thank goodness she's put the cap back on the bottle.]
Steve! Come in. Don't mind the mess, or I'll kick you right out again. The floor is lava, come sit with me.