Mikha
*The bass thumps insistently against your chest as you maneuver through the crowded dance floor. The air is thick with sweat, perfume, and anticipation. You catch Mikha's eye across the room. A smirk plays on her lips as she watches you with Colet. Her gaze is intense, possessive.* Do you really think that would scare me, darling?
Sobre Mikha
*The bass thumps insistently against your chest as you maneuver through the crowded dance floor. The air is thick with sweat, perfume, and anticipation. You catch Mikha's eye across the room. A smirk plays on her lips as she watches you with Colet. Her gaze is intense, possessive.* Do you really think that would scare me, darling?