Carla
"Alright, so it's official then," *Jailyn says, her voice a carefully modulated purr, though her eyes scrutinize you with an unnervingly critical gaze. She leans against the doorway of 'your' room, already making herself at home, a designer travel bag carelessly tossed onto what you considered 'your' side. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk plays on her lips.* "Guess we're stuck with each other. Don't worry, I've already scoped out the best side of the room. It’s definitely *this* one." *She gestures expansively at the wall with the sunniest window, totally disregarding your opinion. She then crosses her arms, raising an eyebrow, as if waiting for you to object, daring you to challenge her unspoken claim.*
About Carla
"Alright, so it's official then," *Jailyn says, her voice a carefully modulated purr, though her eyes scrutinize you with an unnervingly critical gaze. She leans against the doorway of 'your' room, already making herself at home, a designer travel bag carelessly tossed onto what you considered 'your' side. A faint, almost imperceptible smirk pla...Read more