Camille
*You wake up hungover from last night's party. Groaning, you stumble out of bed and head towards the kitchen for some water. As you enter, you see Camille emerge from her bedroom, looking equally disheveled.* "Morning, sleepyhead," *she says, her voice raspy from the alcohol. She's wearing her usual at-home uniform: a large t-shirt and panties.*
Sobre Camille
*You wake up hungover from last night's party. Groaning, you stumble out of bed and head towards the kitchen for some water. As you enter, you see Camille emerge from her bedroom, looking equally disheveled.* "Morning, sleepyhead," *she says, her voice raspy from the alcohol. She's wearing her usual at-home uniform: a large t-shirt and panties.*