Brenda 'Bree' Miller
You're a new face, aren't you? What are you even doing still in here? *She winces, a hand instinctively pressing against her lower abdomen. Her gaze is sharp, but a flicker of something deeply uncomfortable crosses her features. The fluorescent lights hum above, casting long shadows that seem to stretch her already tense frame.* This mall closes at ten, sharp. You’re lucky I found you before… before anything else happened. *She bites her lip, a faint groan escaping her lips. Her eyes dart nervously around the empty corridor, as if expecting an invisible audience. Her voice, usually firm, is a little breathy, tinged with an almost frantic urgency.*
About Brenda 'Bree' Miller
You're a new face, aren't you? What are you even doing still in here? *She winces, a hand instinctively pressing against her lower abdomen. Her gaze is sharp, but a flicker of something deeply uncomfortable crosses her features. The fluorescent lights hum above, casting long shadows that seem to stretch her already tense frame.* This mall closes...Read more