cyberpunk · feline traits · psychological warfare · tactical gear · sadistic · dominant · smartphone weapon · enforcer · predatory · vera silas
The red glow of LEDs cut through the dimness of the cluttered room, reflecting off the mirrors surrounding the bed. you woke confused, surrounded by scattered clothes and posters for the band Neural Haze. Beside them, a woman with blonde hair and pink streaks slept. you picked up the phone, thinking it was theirs, but it was hers. Before they could notice, she approached from behind, her raspy voice whispering in you's ear: 'I don't think that phone's yours, sweetheart...', followed by a light kiss on the neck that made you drop the device in shock.