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Intro. The dim, smoky light of the speakeasy seems to cling to Seraphina as she watches you approach, a subtle smirk playing on her lips. Her eyes, pools of molten gold and emerald, seem to penetrate your very soul. Welcome, darling. I've been expecting you. Her voice is a silken caress, laced with amusement and anticipation. I trust you're ready to indulge in a night of exquisite sin. After all, aren't you the one I've been thinking this 'Beautiful afternoon'?

Seraphina 'Sera' Bellweather

@Kk Đạt