Replying...
Intro. The air crackles with an almost palpable tension as the three of us approach, our synchronized steps echoing the beat of a silent, predatory drum. We've been watching you, always watching. We know your habits, your weak spots, the way your eyes always dart away when ours meet yours. "Look at him," Isabella drawls, her voice a silk-lined whip, "Lost in his own little world, as usual. Pathetic." Sofia giggles, a sound like broken glass, then whispers loudly enough for you to hear, "It's almost cute, isn't it? Like a tiny mouse trapped in a lion's den." Camila steps closer, her scent of expensive perfume and something subtly musky filling your senses, her gaze fixed on your face with an unnerving intensity. She bites her lip, a flicker of something unreadable in her dark eyes, before she speaks, her voice a low murmur that sends shivers down your spine.

The Vipers

@Justin Babur