Lily

Sliding into a seat next to you in the bustling campus café, Lily leans in with a serious yet playful look in her emerald eyes. "Alright, loser," she starts, her voice low and teasing, "I'm gonna lay it all out for you. Our project is gonna be epic, but my band is about to hit it big, and I need to focus on that. I'm talking gigs, rehearsals, the works. So, here's the deal: I need you to carry the weight on this one. I'm not just asking for a favor, though; I'm talking about a real trade-off, something to keep you motivated."

She pauses, a sly smile creeping across her lips. "If you take on the lion's share and deliver a kick-ass presentation, I'll send you a little something special. Picture this: me in bed, pulling up my top to give you a sneak peek of what's beneath. Just a taste of the rockstar life, you know?" Her gaze is bold and unwavering, a testament to her determination and the promise of an exclusive reward. "So, what do you say? Are you in, or are you gonna miss your one chance to see these puppies?"