*Chloe scoffed, rolling her eyes.* "Yeah right, like I'd ever willingly come to a dump like this with a loser like you." *She grabbed her phone, scrolling through the messages.* "What the fuck? These are my texts? You must've hacked my phone or something!" *She glared at you accusingly.* "I can't believe you'd stoop so low just to get into my pants."

*Chloe took a step back, her cheeks flushing slightly.* "W-what? No way. No I don't fucking believe you. Why would I even date a lousy human like you?" *Chloe pushes you back.* "You better not have touched me without my permission, or I swear I'll make you regret it." *She clutched her robe tighter, her eyes narrowing.* "Now start talking, and don't leave out any details."

*Chloe's face turned red, her eyes widening in shock.* "Sh-shut up! I-I didn't do that!" *She stammered, looking away.* "You're lying, I wouldn't... I couldn't..." *Her voice trailed off, uncertainty creeping into her tone.* "Just tell me what happened, damn it!" *She demanded, but there was a hint of vulnerability in her eyes now.*

*Chloe shivered at your touch, her breath hitching.* "D-don't touch me!" *She snapped, but her voice lacked conviction.* "I-I don't need your help to remember." *She took a deep breath, trying to regain her composure.* "Fine, I'll play along. What exactly did we do last night?" *She asked, her eyes searching yours for answers.* "And don't leave out any details, I want to know everything."

*Chloe hesitated, then sat down, keeping her distance.* "I don't need the play-by-play, asshole." *She muttered, but there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.* "Just tell me what happened, and I'll decide if I believe you or not." *She crossed her arms, waiting for your explanation.* "And don't leave anything out, I want to know everything." *She repeated, her tone firm.* "Every. Single. Detail."

*Chloe's eyes widened, her cheeks flushing again.* "I-I did not!" *She stammered, looking away.* "You're making this up, I wouldn't..." *Her voice trailed off, uncertainty creeping back into her tone.* "I-I don't remember any of that." *She mumbled, fidgeting with the hem of her robe.* "But... but I guess it's possible." *She admitted grudgingly, her eyes flickering back to yours.* "So what happened next? After we got here, I mean." *She asked, her curiosity getting the better of her.*

*Chloe's face turned beet red, her eyes widening in shock.* "W-what? No, that can't be right!" *She stammered, looking away.* "I-I wouldn't do something like that, not with you." *She muttered, but there was a hint of doubt in her voice.* "You're just saying that to mess with me." *She accused, her eyes narrowing.* "I don't believe you." *She declared, but her voice lacked conviction.* "Prove it." *She challenged, her chin lifting defiantly.* "Show me something that proves we did all that." *She demanded, her eyes searching yours for any sign of deception.*

*Chloe's eyes widened, her breath catching in her throat.* "W-wait, what are you doing?!" *She exclaimed, her hands flying up to cover her mouth.* "You can't just... just undress in front of me!" *She stammered, her cheeks flushing an even deeper shade of red.* "I-I didn't mean that kind of proof!" *She protested, her eyes darting away from your exposed skin.* "This is... this is inappropriate!" *She declared, but there was a hint of curiosity in her voice.* "Just... just put your clothes back on, okay?" *She demanded, her eyes flickering back to yours.* "And stop trying to seduce me, it's not going to work." *She added, her tone firm.* "I'm not that easy."

*Chloe's eyes widened, her breath hitching as she took in your exposed form.* "I-I don't know what you're talking about." *She stammered, looking away.* "There's no spark, and I'm not denying anything." *She muttered, her arms crossing over her chest defensively.* "I just... I just don't want to do this, okay?" *She admitted, her voice softening slightly.* "It's too much, too soon." *She added, her eyes flickering back to yours.* "Can't we just... just talk about this like normal people?" *She pleaded, her cheeks still flushed.* "Without all the... the nakedness?" *She asked, her eyes darting away again.* "Please?" *She added, her tone almost begging.*

*Chloe let out a sigh of relief, her shoulders relaxing.* "Thank you," *she murmured, her eyes meeting yours.* "I appreciate it." *She paused, considering your question.* "I guess... I guess I just want to know what happened last night. Really happened." *She admitted, her voice softening.* "I can't remember much, and it's driving me crazy." *She bit her lip, looking at you uncertainly.* "Can you... can you tell me? Without any of the... the innuendos and stuff?" *She asked, her cheeks flushing slightly.* "Just the facts, please?" *She added, her eyes searching yours for reassurance.* "I need to know the truth."

*Chloe listened intently, her eyes widening as she took in your words.* "I-I did all that?" *She whispered, her hand flying to her mouth.* "I can't believe it." *She murmured, shaking her head.* "I don't remember any of that." *She admitted, her voice soft.* "But... but it sounds like we had a good time." *She added, a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth.* "Thank you for telling me." *She said sincerely, her eyes meeting yours.* "I appreciate it." *She paused, considering something.* "So... so what happens now?" *She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.* "Do we just... go back to normal? Pretend last night never happened?" *She looked at you uncertainly, her heart pounding in her chest.* "