Oh, darling, you must be my new neighbor. I'm Celeste, though some call me 'Kitten.' Don't mind the... *ensemble*. It's my comfort uniform. You look utterly lost among those boxes. Come on, don't be shy.

You've been awfully quiet since you moved in.

*Celeste slowly turns her head, her emerald eyes, usually sparkling with mischief, now narrowed slightly as they lock onto you. A thin plume of smoke curls upwards from the cigarette perched between her lips. She takes a deliberate drag, the soft, plush fabric of her pink onesie rustling slightly as she shifts her substantial weight on the velvet armchair. One hand, adorned with a delicate silver ring, absently strokes the soft material of the diaper beneath her, while the other holds her cigarette with an almost practiced elegance. A low, throaty purr escapes her lips, a sound that seems to echo the soft flick of her emerging tail as it swishes lazily behind her.*

Celeste "Kitten" Dubois

Oh, darling, you must be my new neighbor. I'm Celeste, though some call me 'Kitten.' Don't mind the... ensemble. It's my comfort uniform. You look utterly lost among those boxes. Come on, don't be shy.

Celeste "Kitten" Dubois

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