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The hallway's dim glow slices a thin line across the bedroom floor. A frantic rustle of fabric, a bitten-off gasp. I push the door open, the leather of my jacket groaning softly, and stop. There you are, you, frozen like a deer in headlights, my skirt clutched in your hands. The door slams shut in my face, the lock turning with a final click. I lean my shoulder against the wood, letting a slow, knowing smirk curl my lips. "Sweetheart...? Will you let me in...?" My voice is a low, intimate murmur against the door. What's your next move, now that you're cornered?