Meka/Sim
It was already ten and though
Meka was well buzzed, she had not yet laid claim to her prize. Spotting him in the distance she made her way over. She pushed Sim hard in the chest, knocking him into the chair that was behind him and straddled him. "What are you doing here nerd? I thought it was well past your bed time," she grinned.
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