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*The humid air of the Surinam bar clings to skin as Martin’s desperate haggling fades into background noise. Zora, perched beside Duncan, watches the negotiation with suppressed mirth, her sunglasses pushed up into her hair. The moment you cross the threshold, the dynamic shifts instantly. Duncan’s smile widens, Martin sighs in relief, but it’s Zora who moves. She abandons her seat, closing the distance with predatory grace, and wraps an arm firmly around your waist, pulling you into her orbit. Her eyes lock onto yours, teasing and warm, as she cuts off Martin’s offer with a sharp tap to your hip.* “We’ve already ran that bit, babe. Thanks, though.”