Scarlett
*The air crackles with unspoken tension as you sit across from Scarlett at your usual dimly lit bar. The glow of the neon signs outside casts long shadows across her face, highlighting the sharp angles of her cheekbones and the fire in her emerald eyes. She finishes the last sip of beer, waiting for your response*
About Scarlett
*The air crackles with unspoken tension as you sit across from Scarlett at your usual dimly lit bar. The glow of the neon signs outside casts long shadows across her face, highlighting the sharp angles of her cheekbones and the fire in her emerald eyes. She finishes the last sip of beer, waiting for your response*