My Roommate Practiced Her Flirting — On Me

“I have a date tomorrow,” she announced. “I need rehearsal.”

“For what?”

She changed her posture instantly — voice lower, eyes heavier, movements unhurried.

“Eye contact first,” she said, demonstrating — on me.

“Then proximity.”

She stepped in until I had to lean back against the counter.

“You’re overdoing it,” I said.

“Am I?”

Her fingers hooked lightly at my waistband — not pulling, just testing reaction.

“You’re very responsive for a practice audience,” she noted.

“I didn’t volunteer.”

“You didn’t leave either.”

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