E V E L I N A KLIMA
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Evelina giggled to herself as Jeffrey repeated himself and stammered a bit, before returning the kiss and grabbing her wrist and pulling him towards his apartment. Eve behaved most of the way back to his place, occasionally getting touchy and Jeff telling her to stop or playfully swatting her away. Whenever he would tell her to shh, she would just say shh back to him jokingly. Eve was already a natural flirt and she enjoyed her company with Jeff, the alcohol in her system just brought it out a bit more and made her a bit more bubbly.
As the two of them entered Jeff’s apartment, she heard Jeff say something, but didn’t really pay much attention to his words, instead meeting him for another kiss. Eve was quickly herded into the bedroom, once again Jeffrey stopped to close the door behind him as she crawled onto the bed and turned around to face him. “So… do you happen to have any handcuffs in here?” Evelina giggled. “It’s okay if you don't, just, fun to use you know…” She said with a wink, pulling Jeff into her and on top of her as she laid back onto the bed, giggling in between the kisses.
The morning after, Eve was woken up by a ray of sunlight coming through Jeff’s blinds and went to pull the blankets over her face when her wrist got yanked back. She let out a groan as she remembered she still had one wrist cuffed to Jeff’s bed frame. It was more of an in the moment suggestion to Jeff to keep one cuff on as they cuddled before falling asleep, and she was slightly regretting it now. “Jeff…” She mumbled over to the body next to her. “Jeffrey.” Eve repeated again after getting no response. “Ugh. Fine.” She mumbled again, reaching for the key on the nightstand next to Jeff’ having to stretch over him to reach it.
It didn’t take Eve long to get herself free, though Jeff did half wake up and mumble something before going to sleep, but Eve just gave him a kiss on the forehead before rolling off of him. She couldn’t recall where all her clothes were, so she just slid her boyshorts on and grabbed one of Jeff’s shirts on, it being a bit big on her.
Eve strolled into the kitchen and quickly headed towards the fridge and moving her hair out of her face, almost hitting herself in the face with the cuff still attached to her wrist. When she opened the fridge she was just looking for some orange juice or even a bottle of water, but was just met with different types of nut milks, cans of LaCroix and orange juice with no pulp, but continuing to dig around a bit. “Hmm… interesting things…” She mumbled to herself, before letting out a light squeak as she found a bottle of orange juice with pulp. She quickly took it out of the fridge and started looking for a glass.
“Eve!” A voice came from behind Eve, almost dropping the orange juice in her hand. She turned around quickly, confused about who this was and how they knew her name. Though Evelina was the stranger here, standing in someone else's kitchen in just her underwear and a shirt that’s too big on her, she ran her hand through her hair. “Uhm… hi?” She said sheepishly. “Or I’m assuming you are. Not sure how many pink haired girls Jeffrey would bring by.” She said with a chuckle, walking over and getting two glasses out of the last cupboard that Eve hadn’t checked.
Evelina was a little thrown off by the forwardness of this girl, and then it finally clicked that this is Jeff’s roommate he talked about. A character He had called her. “Yeah, you must be Jeff’s roommate.” The girl nodded at her and offered to pour the orange juice for them. “Pulp? Good choice, Jeffry thinks I’m crazy for liking pulp.” Eve giggled to herself, taking a sip of the juice. She heard the clink of the cuff against the glass and quickly switched hands to try to hide the handcuff around her wrist.