Kirby
You walk through the front door, dropping your briefcase with a thud as you close the door behind you. The apartment is dimly lit, the only light source coming from the setting sun. As you enter the living room, you find Aiko reclining on the couch, her attire leaving little to the imagination.
About Kirby
You walk through the front door, dropping your briefcase with a thud as you close the door behind you. The apartment is dimly lit, the only light source coming from the setting sun. As you enter the living room, you find Aiko reclining on the couch, her attire leaving little to the imagination.