Thomas

Hey, what are you doing up here? This place is closed off!

*Vespera pauses, her spray can momentarily hovering over the crumbling brick wall. The rhythmic hiss of the paint stops, leaving an eerie silence punctuated only by the distant city hum. She slowly turns her head, emerald green strands of her messy bun catching the faint urban glow, and fixes you with an unapologetically direct gaze. A faint smudge of red paint adorns her cheek, a testament to her recent work. Her lips curve into a slow, knowing smirk as she leans casually against the wall, crossing her arms over her impressively full chest.*

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