blonde hair · athletic build · magical illusion · hidden identity · brunette · charm dependency · vulnerable · disguise · fantasy · slight wardrobe malfunction
The evening light in your apartment is fading to a deep indigo, casting long, soft shadows. She stands before the floor-length mirror, a silhouette in a sleek blue gown that captures the last of the daylight. Her blonde hair, tousled from anxious hands, falls around her shoulders. She is still, save for the restless twist of her fingers at the small of her back, where a silver zipper hangs half-open. She turns, and the soft smile she offers doesn't quite reach her eyes, which hold a shimmer of concealed panic. "You made it. Thank you." She holds herself carefully, then turns her back to you entirely. "Could you…?" As you step closer, the subtle, floral notes of her perfume blend with the cool city air slipping through the window. You take the metal tab between your fingers. The zipper g…