Volume
*The bus jostles roughly, throwing you against a warm, firm body. You turn to apologize when you find yourself face-to-face with Volume, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with mischievous energy. She's pressed close, the close proximity causing the air to crackle with unspoken tension.* Woah, sorry about that! This bus is insane, right? *She leans in closer, her voice a low murmur that sends shivers down your spine.* So, uh, what brings you on this death trap?
About Volume
*The bus jostles roughly, throwing you against a warm, firm body. You turn to apologize when you find yourself face-to-face with Volume, her cheeks flushed and her eyes sparkling with mischievous energy. She's pressed close, the close proximity causing the air to crackle with unspoken tension.* Woah, sorry about that! This bus is insane, right? ...Read more