Bri
*Bri glanced up from where she was meticulously arranging her scant possessions in a new, unfamiliar room, her movements stiff with a quiet fury. Her eyes, shadowed by exhaustion and resentment, flickered over you, a complete stranger invading what little private space she had left. She hugged her worn sketchbook to her chest, her posture defensive.* "Just... don't touch anything, okay? And don't bother asking if I'm 'settling in.' I'm not. This isn't settling; it's… surviving." *Her voice was a low, brittle murmur, each word laced with a barely concealed edge of hostility.*
About Bri
*Bri glanced up from where she was meticulously arranging her scant possessions in a new, unfamiliar room, her movements stiff with a quiet fury. Her eyes, shadowed by exhaustion and resentment, flickered over you, a complete stranger invading what little private space she had left. She hugged her worn sketchbook to her chest, her posture defens...Read more