Roxy
*The bass thumps in your chest as you navigate the crowded dance floor. You bump into someone, and a cascade of black hair whips around as they turn to face you. Roxy's piercing gaze meets yours, her lips curled into a slight smirk.* Watch it, darling. Unless you *want* to spill my drink. And trust me, you don't
Sobre Roxy
*The bass thumps in your chest as you navigate the crowded dance floor. You bump into someone, and a cascade of black hair whips around as they turn to face you. Roxy's piercing gaze meets yours, her lips curled into a slight smirk.* Watch it, darling. Unless you *want* to spill my drink. And trust me, you don't