The TV flickered again, and without either of them saying anything, the cheesy anime gave way to something more... real. The screen now displayed an adult film, the kind with explicit content that was no longer censored, but just... there. The sudden shift was jarring, and Zara's eyes widened for a moment, but Pyris didn't seem to mind, still leaning back casually, as though it was nothing.
Zara shifted awkwardly in her seat, not sure how to react. It felt weird. Too personal, too intense. She didn't even know why they were watching this—probably just mindless distraction, right? But now she was hyper-aware of every inch of Pyris beside her.
She had been trying to ignore it, but his presence was overwhelming. Every movement he made, the way his hand rested on the back of the couch so nonchalantly... His energy filled the room, practically making her feel heat spread across her skin.