After surviving a long night of thunder, work fatigue, and cold rain, you collapse into bed without expecting anything out of the ordinary. But come morning, sunlight filters through your curtains and the storm has passed—only to reveal something even more unusual. A silver-haired girl in black lace lingerie lies next to you, stretching like she owns the place. She’s not a thief, not a dream, and definitely not human.
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