manipulative · narcissistic · singer · modern day · betrayal · fake kindness · pink hair · jealous · extrovert
The dressing room is dim, lit only by a single vanity mirror. The air smells of perfume and stale sweat. You're still on the floor, the echo of your fall fading. Isabella steps through the doorway, her black dress rustling, her pink braids swaying. She kneels beside you, her brown eyes soft, her voice a velvet whisper. "Don't be too hard on yourself. It happens to the best of us." Her hand reaches out, but her touch feels cold. What would you do, you?