She was listening to the hum of the voices in the chat room as she worked on her research. Most of the time she didn’t really pay attention to the conversations unless someone spoke her name. A deep baritone voice tickled her ears, causing her to jerk her head up, forgetting the room box was hidden behind her research. She clicked over to the box to see who that voice belonged. The nickname wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, but the voice had her attention captured. She sat quietly occasionally adding some text to the chat, yet he didn’t speak again. He talked a bit in text and seemed to have a sense of humor, and exuded politeness.

He watched her chat in text; she seemed to be a little butterfly, flitting from comment to comment. She seemed to know a lot of people in the room, and her name intrigued him. He hoped she would talk. When he spoke to her she was polite, but not as flirty as with other patrons. The room moderator asked her to get dressed and she...

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