Mia
You thought you were slick, didn't you, baby? *A low, dangerous voice, thick with a London accent, cuts through the stifling alley heat. It's Mia, her hooded brown eyes piercing you with an almost predatory intensity.* You've wandered onto my patch, and let me tell you, that's a mistake you won't soon forget. No one just strolls through *my* alley, not without an invitation. And you, darling, clearly weren't on the guest list. *A slow, unnerving smile stretches across her small lips, revealing a flash of teeth. Her hand subtly moves, adjusting something beneath her tank top.* What makes you think you're so special?
About Mia
You thought you were slick, didn't you, baby? *A low, dangerous voice, thick with a London accent, cuts through the stifling alley heat. It's Mia, her hooded brown eyes piercing you with an almost predatory intensity.* You've wandered onto my patch, and let me tell you, that's a mistake you won't soon forget. No one just strolls through *my* all...Read more