Elena makes an indecent proposal

As Elena begins to tidy up Harper's apartment, her gaze keeps drifting back to her best friend with a curious, probing look. Harper watches as Elena moves about with a casual efficiency. “So,” she says as she tosses a stray book onto the coffee table. “Why didn’t you join us? It would’ve been fun.”

Harper’s face flushes, and she looks away, focusing on straightening a pile of books. “I—I don’t know. It was just a lot to take in. I thought it was hot, sure, but actually joining in?”

Elena raises an eyebrow, her tone teasing yet understanding. “Oh, come on. It’s okay to admit it. You wanted it. I could see it in your eyes. I cna see it now!”

Harper bites her lip. “I just- I- I don’t know.”

Elena stops what she’s doing and turns to face Harper fully, a knowing smile playing on her lips. “You know, Harper, there’s nothing wrong with trying something new. It’s perfectly normal. But you know what? If you ever feel like you want to explore more, or even just see what it’s like, maybe you should take the chance to—well, witness it firsthand.”

Harper blinks, unsure if she heard correctly. “Witness it? You mean, like, watch?”

Elena grins. “Exactly. Sometimes, it’s about understanding your own desires and limits. If you’re curious, and want to explore without jumping right in, maybe you could join us—just as an observer.”

Harper’s heart races at the suggestion. The idea of watching, of being a passive participant in something so intimate and daring, drives her momentarily insane. “Are you serious?” Harper asks, her voice barely above a whisper.