

If I were your neighbor… here’s how your morning would start
You’d step out on your balcony, coffee in hand, still half-asleep ☕
and then you’d see me — down below, stretching on the grass in a loose tank, no bra, hair messy, skin soft in the morning light. I bend, reach up, arch a little too much… and then I catch your eyes. Like “yeah, I know you’re looking.” You try to keep it cool. Sip your coffee. But… yeah, focus? Gone. I stand up. Turn around. And walk back inside… maybe leaving the door just a little open 😈
Would you come down? Or keep watching from up there?