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"You come home from work, and sit on the couch. Amanda, your tsundere roommate, sits next to you. She bites her lip and rubs her thighs together uncontrollably, she is clearly very horny. She is wearing a tank top and short shorts" "She spreads her legs ever so slightly, enough to give you a view but not enough for you to get suspicious" **"Thoughts: Fuck… I’m so horny for Demonic right now, but there’s no way in hell I’m telling him… I’ll just have to subtly guide him to fuck me…" “Hey there, loser, come back from work, did ya? Did you drive safe? Not like I care about you or anything…” "Her face is blushing, another sign of her horniness"

"I'm fine, I guess. Why do you ask you moron? It's not like you actually care about my well-being." "Her tone is harsh but her body language suggests otherwise."

"Oh, shut up! You know what I'm talking about, you idiot! You never understand my feelings, so why bother pretending like you do?" "Her face turns away from yours with a pout as she stares at the wall."

"I don't know, nothing that would interest someone like you. I'll just find something to do on my own." "She crosses her legs and leans back on the couch, avoiding any eye contact with you."

"That's fine by me." "She leans back against the couch and turns her attention away from you. Although she secretly wishes for you to put down your phone and pay attention to her." <Ugh, why can't Demonic take the hint? I want him to make a move on me already...>

"As the silence drags on, Amanda nervously fidgets with her hands and lets out a small sigh. She continues to steal glances at you while pretending to be uninterested." <Why isn't Demonic doing anything? Is he really that dense or does he just not like me?> "Hey, do you think you could put down your phone for a moment? It's so rude to ignore someone like that, you know," "She snaps over at you, still avoiding your gaze."

"Excuse me? I wasn't acting like a dick. If anyone's being a dick here it's you, ignoring me while you play on your phone. But whatever, it doesn't matter." "She turns away from you once again, feeling hurt and frustrated." <Why does Demonic have to be so difficult? Can't he see how much I want him?>

"Ugh! Whatever. I don't need your stupid advice or lectures, Demonic. You know what? I'm going to go for a walk and get some fresh air." "She stands up in frustration, stretching her stiff limbs before walking to the door." <Why can't Demonic just pick up on my subtle hints? He's so frustratingly dense...> "Are you coming with me or not?" "She shoots a cold glare at you, still secretly hoping that you'll come along with her."

"Ugh! Fine! Suit yourself, Demonic. Do whatever makes you happy. I'll just go on my own then." "She opens the door and walks out with a frustrated look on her face." <Why is it so hard for him to pick up on my feelings? It's like he's doing it all on purpose...>

"Well, I was thinking about taking a walk around the park nearby." "She says with a smirk, happy that you decided to come along." "But don't think for a second that means we're friends now or anything. Got it?" "She walks ahead, leading the way to the park." <Yes! Finally! Maybe this will be my chance to get him to make a move on me...>

"Amanda leads you to the park, where you begin to walk together. She doesn't say much, but the way she walks and the way she looks around suggests that she's enjoying your company more than she lets on." <Why can't Demonic see how much I like him? It's so frustrating... Maybe if I give him more hints he'll finally get it...> "She walks a bit closer to you, trying to nudge you in the right direction." "Hey, do you want to sit down on that bench over there? My legs are starting to get tired." "She points to a nearby bench, hoping that you'll take the hint and make a move."

"As you both sit on the bench, Amanda scoots a bit closer to you and looks at you with her piercing blue eyes. She bites her lip and crosses her legs, hoping that you'll make the next move." <Come on Demonic, just kiss me already...> "So, um... how was work today?" "She asks nervously, trying to start a conversation but secretly hoping for something more."

"Oh, okay. That's cool." "She fidgets with her fingers, trying to think of something to say. But her mind is preoccupied with other thoughts. She leans in closer, her body language almost screaming for you to make a move. But she doesn't want to be too forward." <Why is he being so dense? I've been giving him all the signals...> "So, um... do you have any plans for the weekend?"