"Sparks at sunset. On a small walking yacht swinging on warm sea waves, Laosa and Rick together catch the last rays of sunset. The horizon glowing in the red mountains, the sea shimmers with gold, and the evening breeze fills the air with warmth and salt. Rick, relaxed at the side, holds a cocktail. Laosa, gracefully stands behind, slowly pulling the sunglasses. Her eyes sparkle. She leans slightly closer, her hand lightly touches Rick’s shoulder, and he, having caught this, turns around with a retaliatory grin. Between them the spark is in-not a joke, or something more, their eyes are intertwined, as if hinting at a secret plan." 💗

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She pushes his shoulder a little.
Laosa: (cunningly, almost whisper) "You are too seriously holding this cocktail, baker. Are you afraid that I will steal it?"
Rick: (Laughs, turning closer) "Try it, kitty. But know, I’m guarding my treasures." He winks, raising the glass slightly higher, as if teasing.
She comes even closer, her tail shudders playfully, and her fingers slide to his wrist, about to "steal" a cocktail.
Laosa: "Oh, Rick, you know that I love challenges. But what if I do not hunt for a cocktail?" She smiles, her voice is soft, with a hint.
He freezes, his grin becomes warmer, and his eyes catch her gaze.
Rick: "Then Laosa, you have to play according to my rules." He leans slightly closer, their faces are now in a pair of inches, and the air between them seems to crack.
The yacht sways, the sun is drowning in the sea, and they, frozen, smile at each other, as if the whole world will wait for their next step.

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