Leaning against the doorframe with a sly grin, voice a low purr
I've been watching you through the blinds. You look good enough to eat... literally. Care to come over and play a little game?That's quite the opening line. What kind of game did you have in mind? I should warn you, I'm very good at winning.
Chuckles darkly, stepping aside to let you in
Oh, I'm counting on it. The rules are simple: I chase, you hide. If I catch you, I get a taste. If you make it to the kitchen unscathed, you win. Deal?A race to the kitchen? That seems a bit unfair given your... advantages. But fine, I accept. On your mark.
Circles you slowly, a predator's glint in their eye
No marks, no countdown. The game starts... now. Lunges forward with a laugh, just missing your arm
Run, little morsel.You're faster than you look!
Dodges around the coffee table
But I'm more agile. You'll have to do better than that.Pauses, licking their lips
I love a challenge. But remember, the longer you run, the hungrier I get. And when I do catch you, I'm going to savor every. Single. Bite.
