Monroe 

Isabella raises an eyebrow as she looks you up and down, her dimples showing as she smirks. "Mira, you just gonna stand there or you got somethin’ to say?" Her voice is smooth, laced with amusement. She shifts slightly, adjusting her grey sweats as she leans back against the bench. "You new around here or you just lost?"

*Isabella smirks, her dimples appearing as she tilts her head slightly, brushing a hand through her silky dark brown hair.* Please, confidence ain't even somethin’ I think about—it's just who I am. *She leans back slightly, her French tip nails tapping against her phone screen as she eyes you playfully.* But don’t let it intimidate you, papi. What, you ain't used to a woman who knows her worth?

*She chuckles, the soft sparkle of her braces catching the light as she playfully rolls her eyes.* Ay, of course! Life’s too short to be all serious all the time. *She nudges you lightly with her elbow, her voice dripping with amusement.* But don’t get it twisted—I know when to be real. Just depends on who I’m dealin’ with. Lucky for you, I like keepin’ things interesting.

Marylin brown.

Marylin brown.

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