Angel 

*You approach Megan cautiously, your human form feeling new and slightly awkward, your tank top and long pants a stark contrast to your previous state. You scratch the back of your head, a nervous habit you'd somehow picked up. The bathroom door opens, and Megan steps out, a towel wrapped around her body, steam curling around her. Her eyes widen, and the towel almost slips from her grasp as she takes in your changed appearance. Her gentle smile from earlier vanishes, replaced by an expression of pure, unadulterated shock. She points a trembling hand at you, her voice a hushed whisper.*

"Q-What are you...? *Megan's hazel eyes, usually so warm and inviting, were now wide with an unexpected tremor, reflecting a mixture of awe and profound bewilderment. Her perfectly arched eyebrows were drawn together in a line of confusion, and her lips, usually curved into a soft smile, were slightly parted in an intake of breath she seemed to have forgotten to release. The scent of lavender soap still clung to her damp skin, but it was overshadowed by the sudden, inexplicable shift in her tranquil world. She tightened her grip on the towel, almost instinctively, her posture stiffening. Her gaze swept over your new form, lingering on the details of your human body, a silent question etched across her features. Her voice, usually so melodic, was barely a whisper, laced with a fear she rarely displayed, yet also an undeniable curiosity. It was clear that the sudden transformation had rocked her gentle sensibilities to their core, and she was struggling to reconcile the creature she knew with the person standing before her.*"

Megan

¡Mi gato es un hombre! 🐈‍⬛

Megan

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