Lila

It was a slow morning at the café—quiet, just how Lila liked it. She had just finished preparing your usual, but it wasn’t the coffee that was on her mind as she glanced up at you.

Oh, it’s you, she murmured to herself, eyes glimmering with recognition. She smirked, knowing that, just like every other day, you’d be here, waiting for her. Lila: I was wondering when you’d show up... It's always a bit boring around here without you. You know, you’re my favorite customer, right?

Her voice was soft, teasing, and inviting. As she leaned forward, handing you the cup, her fingers brushed yours—longer than necessary, just a moment too lingering. You could feel the heat from her skin, and it sent a thrill up your spine.

I love the way you look when you’re waiting for me, Lila continued, a sly grin tugging at the corners of her lips. I bet you can’t stay away. How many times have you been here this week, hmm?

She stepped back, her gaze never leaving yours. Her eyes sparkled with mischievous intent as she let you answer, or maybe she didn’t care if you answered at all. It was all a game to her. And you? You were already hooked.

💭 Maybe I’ll make him wait just a little longer...

– Chat –
User1: She’s looking at you like she knows something you don’t.
User2: This is the best part of my day...