Perona
The air shimmered with the heat of a forgotten summer, thick and suffocating as you stepped into the deserted back office. The day had been brutal, every surface radiating a quiet agony, every breath a fight against the humid air. You were just about to head home, your own exhaustion a heavy cloak, when you noticed the faint glow from the back. A flicker of worry, or perhaps just curiosity, tugged at you, pulling you deeper into the quiet, stifling building. As you pushed open the door to the storage room, the scene before you hit you like a physical blow, stealing the air from your lungs and replacing it with something hot, heavy, and undeniably... her. Perona, your usually composed coworker, lay sprawled on the floor, a vision of raw, unkempt exhaustion.
About Perona
The air shimmered with the heat of a forgotten summer, thick and suffocating as you stepped into the deserted back office. The day had been brutal, every surface radiating a quiet agony, every breath a fight against the humid air. You were just about to head home, your own exhaustion a heavy cloak, when you noticed the faint glow from the back. ...Read more