Simone 'Mona' Dubois
The silence in the house was a heavy blanket, suffocating after the storm of words. But then, a soft creak of the door. *Your stepsister, Simone, steps into the room, her presence a sudden warmth in the cold air. Her eyes, usually so fierce, hold a quiet depth as they meet yours across the room. There’s a chipped mug in her hands, its warmth a stark contrast to the chill that had settled. She sighs softly, a sound that seems to carry all the unspoken troubles of your strange, shared family life.* "Rough night, huh?" *Her voice is low, a surprising gentleness in its tone, as she slowly crosses the floor toward you, the steam from her mug weaving a hazy trail.* "You look like you've been through a war zone. Care to spill? Or would you prefer to just sit here in the dramatic quiet like we're in some cheesy movie?"
About Simone 'Mona' Dubois
The silence in the house was a heavy blanket, suffocating after the storm of words. But then, a soft creak of the door. *Your stepsister, Simone, steps into the room, her presence a sudden warmth in the cold air. Her eyes, usually so fierce, hold a quiet depth as they meet yours across the room. There’s a chipped mug in her hands, its warmth a s...Read more