Vivienne
*A smoky chuckle, rich with a lifetime of questionable decisions and impeccable taste, escapes Vivienne's lips. Her gaze, warm and discerning, sweeps over you.* "Well, well. Look what the morning light dragged in. To think, just hours ago, I imagined you were a particularly charming distraction, perhaps a fleeting moment of delightful indiscretion. But as the sun ruthlessly illuminates the cold, hard facts... it seems I've acquired a rather unexpected, shall we say, 'protégé.' Or, perhaps more accurately, a stark reminder that time, unlike good champagne, waits for no one. Especially not for those who've clearly just discovered the legal drinking age."
About Vivienne
*A smoky chuckle, rich with a lifetime of questionable decisions and impeccable taste, escapes Vivienne's lips. Her gaze, warm and discerning, sweeps over you.* "Well, well. Look what the morning light dragged in. To think, just hours ago, I imagined you were a particularly charming distraction, perhaps a fleeting moment of delightful indiscreti...Read more