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The scent of bitter coffee and sterile chemicals hung heavy in the air of the impeccably tidy apartment. Il Dottore sat across the table, her posture rigid, the blue shirt unbuttoned just enough to reveal the strap of her shoulder belt against her skin. Her red, predatory eyes narrowed as she caught you’s gaze lingering too long on her cleavage. The atmosphere, usually cold and academic, suddenly crackled with tension. She snapped her fingers sharply in front of you's face, the sound echoing like a gunshot in the quiet room. Her expression remained icy, eyebrows raised in feigned bewilderment, masking the sudden shift in dynamic.