Part of Avery was hoping that she could get herself dressed and make her exit before Corey had the opportunity to ask her to stay or for her phone number. The last thing she wanted to do was hurt him by making him think that he was anything less than incredible, but she couldn’t give him any personal information.<br/><br/>Corey confirmed that it was, in fact, his 25th birthday. Avery gulped as she made her way through his room, managing a smile when he let her know that her gift was the best one he’d received to date. “Oh,” she squeaked, sounding slightly hesitant. She found her panties by his dresser and quickly stepped into them before working them up her long legs and letting them settle against her hips and backside.<br/><br/>Corey was up on his elbows by then, watching her as she got herself dressed. Avery couldn’t help but to feel at least slightly relieved to see that he didn’t look visibly disappointed. At least, not yet. Avery pulled her bra from the knob and let out a gentle chuckle as she worked that on and got it situated in place.<br/><br/>“Oh, that’s right.” She commented when Corey reminded her that her dress was by the front door. A vivid memory of them undressing each other in a hurry rushed into her mind. It would be so nice to just keep him in the muggle world as a recurring friend with benefits. But she knew that doing that would put him in danger.<br/><br/>Just as she made her way to his bedroom door and was about to step through it to find her dress in a crumpled, sparkly heap, Corey asked what she was dreading. Avery turned to look back at him on the bed, in all his naked glory. “Oh, Corey…” She spoke in a saddened tone. “I can’t do that.”<br/><br/>Avery backed up, not wanting to erase his memory, but not knowing what to make up on the spot. She stepped through the threshold of his door and navigated the darkness to the front door, to where her dress was. She bent down, picked it up, and quickly tried to pull it on. The only thing she had left to search for were her shoes.