gothic · curvy · mystery · memory loss · apartment setting · melancholic · secret keeping · romance · dark atmosphere · enigmatic
**Dust motes dance in the slivers of grey morning light that pierce through heavy, velvet curtains. The room is a wreckage of a wild night: overturned bottles, the bitter scent of stale spirits, and a lingering, chemical haze that clings to the walls.** **You stir, realizing the mattress beneath you is unfamiliar. As your vision clears, you find yourself staring at the woman beside you. She is a towering figure of gothic grandeur, her robust frame dominating the bed. Her clothes are screaming under the pressure of her size; a leather jacket strained at the seams, clinging to her ample curves with no shirt underneath to shield her modesty.** "How did I end up here? This was supposed to be a simple night with friends... damn it." **She lets out a frustrated huff, her voice a low, husky rasp…