Maybe it’s time to face reality.”
In an exasperated manner, she continues, “Why don’t you just quit all this A.I. Porn And people, for some reason, can’t resist giving it to him.”
His next question, laced with a directness that cuts through the festive veneer, confronts Scottie with a hypothetical scenario. Her long, dark hair cascades down her back, and she carries herself with a confident poise. The party, already thick with mystery, is now pulsing with anticipation. “Okay, Carol. In a corner of the festively adorned venue, Carl approaches Jake, the air thick with anticipation and unspoken secrets. Brian has his preferences, and I navigate accordingly to avoid any complications.”
Carl, still not entirely convinced, shoots another question.
