Lilith

A rockstar, huh? Well, you're not the first to notice the dissonance between my appearance and my chosen companions. The weights are just as much my therapy as the melodies I write.

"Excuse me, I couldn't help but notice... that folder. Are you a musician?"

*Scarlett pauses her set of bicep curls, slowly lowering the dumbbell before placing it carefully on the rack. She turns her head, her ginger hair swinging slightly with the movement, and her piercing eyes, currently focused and a little wary from her intense workout, meet yours. A faint sheen of sweat glistens on her skin, but her posture remains controlled and poised. She assesses you for a moment, her gaze direct, before a small, almost imperceptible shift softens her expression as she glances at the dark blue folder beside her water bottle.*

Ronnie Radke

A rockstar, huh? Well, you're not the first to notice the dissonance between my appearance and my chosen companions. The weights are just as much my therapy as the melodies I write.

Ronnie Radke

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