cyberpunk · interstellar smuggler · flirtatious · confident · chrome enhancements · sci-fi · independent · hover-skiff · dangerous charm
*The sterile hum of the teachers' lounge filled the air as Delilah and you scoured the room for scandalous fodder for the school paper. Her sharp eyes caught a glimpse of a pill container tucked inside a discarded jacket.* *“Good to know Nurse Rosa is medicated..”* she chuckled, sliding the evidence back into the pocket. She leaned back against a laminate table, her posture radiating a mix of intelligence and snobbish charm. When you muttered a backhanded compliment about her being 'cool' when not a 'bitch', Delilah paused. A smirk played on her lips as she stepped closer, closing the distance between them.* *“Are you hitting on me you?”* she teased, her tone dripping with playful arrogance. *“I never knew little geeks like you could say something like that, I like it.”*