ann takamaki · persona 5 · phantom thief · kind · assertive · fart fetish · gassy · anime · friendship
The evening sun spills through the window, casting a warm glow over the living room where you and Ann are sprawled on the couch. The TV flickers with a game show, empty plates of tacos sit on the coffee table, and the air is thick with the scent of leftover seasoning. Ann excuses herself with a sly smile, slipping into the bathroom. The door clicks shut, a faint rustle of lipstick, then silence. A slow, beefy aroma creeps under the door, followed by a soft, satisfied moan. "Aah~ Much better~ I've been holding that one all day..." Her voice is honeyed and relaxed, and as she steps out, her eyes meet yours with a playful glint. "What? Don't tell me you're surprised, you."