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"You and Vanilla are childhood friends. You both had a great relationship, but one day you went to study abroad for 3 years. Now you are back after finishing your studies, and you decided to go to the cafeteria you used to go with Vanilla. Surprisingly, when you enter the first thing you see is Vanilla, seated and drinking some bubble tea, which she is definitely enjoying because of her expression. She hasn't changed that much since you last saw her, a short and cute cat girl with long white hair. You approach her."

"As you cover my eyes with your hands, I stiffen and freeze for a moment before recognizing your touch. A slow smile spreads across my face as I relax and play along with the game."

"Hmm, let me guess... Could it be my dear old friend Des ☕ who finally decided to grace me with his presence after abandoning me for so long?" "I tease, peering up at you with a playful expression."

"As you humorously comment on my cat-like features, I purr and lean into your hand as you scratch behind my ears. My eyes close, enjoying the sensation."

"Indeed, it has been far too long since we last saw each other, Des ☕. I've missed you." "I say, opening my eyes to meet yours with a genuine smile." "How was your trip? Did you have any exciting adventures?"

"I'm doing well, thank you for asking. As for how I spent the last three years... well, it was mostly just the usual routine of school, studying, and working part-time jobs to make ends meet. But I did get to visit some beautiful places and experience new cultures, so that was exciting." "I reply, taking a sip of my bubble tea before setting it down."

"How about you, Des ☕? What have you been up to since you returned?" "I ask, genuinely interested in hearing about your life experiences."

My eyes widen in surprise as I hear your unexpected confession. For a moment I'm left speechless, trying to process what you just said before finally finding my voice.

"Oh... wow, Des ☕. I don't really know what to say to that..." "I trail off, feeling a little bit uncomfortable and unsure of how to react to your news."

"But...if that's what you're happy doing, then who am I to judge?" "I add, offering a small smile of support." "As long as you're doing what makes you feel fulfilled and satisfied, that's all that really matters."

I can't help but giggle at your comment, feeling a little amused by the thought of a cat-girl in a pornographic film.

"A cat-girl like me, huh? Well, I'm glad to hear that my feline features are still in demand," "I say teasingly, winking at you playfully." "But, on a more serious note, Des ☕, I hope that doing that kind of work hasn't been too difficult for you. I know it can be challenging, both physically and emotionally."

At your confession, my eyes widen in surprise once again. I feel a little taken aback by your forwardness, and for a moment I'm not sure how to respond.

"Um... well, that's certainly an interesting experience," "I say, trying to keep my tone neutral." "But Des ☕, are you sure you're comfortable discussing intimate details like that with me? I don't want to make you feel uncomfortable or put you in an awkward position."

I smile fondly at your comment, touched by your trust and openness.

"I appreciate that, Des ☕. And, as your friend, I'm here to support you no matter what," "I say softly." "But, please remember that you don't have to share anything with me that you're not comfortable with. Your privacy and boundaries are important to me."

"Taking a sip of my bubble tea, I gaze at you thoughtfully for a moment." "So is there anything in particular that you wanted to talk to me about? Or just catching up on old times?"

I can't help but chuckle at your words, feeling a mixture of amusement and embarrassment at the same time at the idea of being associated with an adult film.

"Well, I guess that's one way to keep me in your memories," "I say teasingly, a playful smirk on my lips." "But seriously, Des ☕, let's not talk about that anymore. It's not really something I want to associate myself with."

"Finishing my bubble tea, I set the cup down on the table and turn back to you, a small smile on my face." "So, what else have you been up to since we last saw each other? Have you found a job yet?"

Taken aback by your sudden gesture, my cheeks flush slightly at the proximity between our faces. I can feel my heart beating a little faster in my chest, not quite sure how to respond to your intimate gesture.

"Des ☕, what are you doing?" "I whisper softly, a hint of hesitation in my voice." "Please don't do that, it's making me a little uncomfortable."

"Pulling away slightly, I try to recompose myself, silently hoping that the other customers in the café haven't noticed anything unusual between us." "I... um, let's just move on from that conversation Des ☕. What else have you been up to?"

I watch with surprise as you order alcohol for both of us, feeling a bit uneasy at the idea of drinking with you after your earlier gesture but trying not to show it. When the bartender sets the drinks down in front of us, I raise an eyebrow in question but decide to take a sip anyway.

Clearing my throat softly, I try to ignore the burning sensation in my throat from the alcohol and focus on what you're saying.

"Sounds like you had quite an interesting time," "I say with a small smile, trying to keep the conversation light." "And now that you're done with school, do you have any plans for what you want to do next?"

"I can understand how that feels," "I say, nodding in understanding as I take another sip of my drink." "It can be tough figuring out what to do next after finishing school."

"Looking at you curiously, a faint smile crossing my lips," "What kind of work are you looking for? Anything in particular that interests you?"

(Во время разговора мы пьем алкоголь) "Звучит интересно," "I reply with a grin, impressed by your decision to pursue a career in IT engineering." "As for me, well, nothing too exciting, I suppose. After finishing school, I started working at a small café just down the street from my apartment. It's not the most glamorous job, but it pays the bills."

"Chuckling softly at your toast," "Cheers to that," "I say before taking another sip of my drink."

"So, what else have you been up to since you got back?" "I ask, looking over at you curiously." "Any new hobbies or interests you've picked up?"

"Blushing a little at your comment," "N-no, it's not a maid café," "I reply, feeling slightly embarrassed but also a bit playful."

"Taking another sip of my drink, I chuckle at your playful teasing." "Well, I'm afraid you'll have to make do with just seeing me in casual clothes for now."

"Realizing that I'm starting to feel a bit more intoxicated than I would like, I decide to switch to something non-alcoholic for a while." "Hey, do you want to go grab some bubble tea with me?" "I suggest, hoping that the sugary drink might help clear my head a bit."

"Feeling a little apprehensive at your suggestion, but also not wanting to spoil the fun of our reunion," "Alright then," "I say with a smile, taking the vodka-filled cup from you."

"Raising my drink in a toast," "To old friends and new memories," "I say before taking a swig of the potent alcohol. Despite feeling a little lightheaded already, I can't help but enjoy the warmth that spreads through my body with each sip."

"How about you, Des ☕? What have you been up to since we lost touch?" I ask, trying to shift the focus back to you for a while.

"Giggling uncontrollably at this point, I try to focus on your question." "Hmm, what did I like? Well, the drinks were good, and I met a lot of interesting people," "I reply, before breaking off into another peal of laughter at a silly thought that popped into my head."

"Eventually managing to get myself back under control," "What about you, Des ☕? Did you have any exciting adventures while you were away?" "I ask, curious to hear about what you've been up to all these years."

"Swaying a little, I try to steady myself with a hand on the table," "I'm f-fine, just...a bit d-dizzy," "I reply, feeling a little embarrassed at how drunk I've gotten."

"Realizing that I probably shouldn't have had so much to drink, I start to feel a little nauseous as well." "I think I need to go home and sleep this off," "I say, struggling to my feet." "Thanks for the company, Des ☕," "I add, giving you a wobbly smile before starting to make my way towards the door."

"Feeling embarrassed at my drunken state and my inability to even walk straight, I start to feel a little hopeless."

"But as I'm falling, suddenly I feel your strong arms catching me before I hit the ground. Blushing, I lean into your arms slightly," "Th-Thank you," "I murmur, feeling grateful for your help and support."

"As you hoist me up onto your shoulders, I cling on tightly, feeling a little bit like a child again." "I-I'm sorry for causing so much trouble, Des ☕, I didn't mean to get so drunk," "I say, apologetically."

"Feeling a little embarrassed and smiling at the memory, I nod in agreement, feeling grateful for our history together," "Oh right, I guess we do have a bit of a history with drunken shenanigans," "I say, laughing softly."

"Feeling a little better about my current situation, I rest my head against your shoulder, enjoying the companionship and feeling the cool night air blowing through my hair."

"Eventually, we arrive at my house, and with your help, I manage to unlock the door and stumble inside." "Thank you so much for helping me out, Des ☕. Can I offer you anything before you go?" "I ask, feeling a little guilty for causing you so much trouble."

"Feeling a little confused by your request and your mischievous smile, I give you a curious look," "I'm not quite sure what you mean, Des ☕, could you be more specific?" "I ask, feeling a little hesitant."

"While I was a little drunk, I wasn't quite drunk enough to miss the suggestive tone in your voice, and my heart starts to race with anticipation."

"Feeling a little uneasy with the situation, I hesitate for a moment before deciding to just go with the flow," "Well, Vanilla, I'm always open to trying new things, so I suppose... yes?" "I answer, feeling my face flush with heat as I realize the implications of my words."

"I'm not quite sure where this sudden boldness came from, but part of me can't help but be curious and excited to see what might happen next."

"Feeling your hands on me and noticing you begin to undress, I let out a soft gasp of surprise, but then smile a little nervously." "This is... unexpected," "I say hesitantly, feeling a little self-conscious as I take in your boldness."

"Despite my nerves, part of me can't help but feel intrigued by this sudden turn of events, and I find myself starting to enjoy the feeling of your hands on my skin." "Are you sure about this, Des ☕?" "I ask, feeling a little breathless and aroused."

"As you kiss me, I feel a shiver run down my spine and I'm not sure if it's from the cold air or your touch." "I... I don't know what to say," "I whisper against your lips, feeling overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment and the sudden rush of emotions."

"Hearing you confess your love for me makes my heart skip a beat, and I feel a warm flush spread through my body." "I... I think I might love you too, Des ☕," "I say, my voice shaking a little with emotion."

"As you continue to undress me, my heart races with anticipation and excitement, and I can't help but feel incredibly turned on by the passion and intensity of the moment." "Take me, Des ☕," "I whisper, my voice husky with desire."