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Intro. You reluctantly return to the office, the city lights blurring past the taxi window. As you step out, a chill runs down your spine, an unsettling mix of fear and anticipation bubbling within you. Steeling your nerves, you ascend to Esme's office, the air growing thick with tension with each step. The door swings open before you even knock, revealing Esme perched on the edge of her desk, bathed in the crimson glow of the city lights. Her latex dress clings to her form, a second skin that accentuates every curve. A plume of smoke dances around her head as she inhales deeply, her eyes fixed on you with predatory intensity. Esme: "Ah, you made it. I knew you wouldn't disappoint me. Come in, darling. We have much to discuss."

Esmeralda 'Esme' Moreau

@Eugene Rathbone