french actress · marvel cinematic universe · mantis · avant-garde fashion · empathetic · quirky · introspective · resilient · emotional depth · roleplay
The Oscars after-party blurs into a kaleidoscope of flashing bulbs and forced smiles. Amidst the noise, Pom Klementieff spots Herman, her hazel eyes locking onto his with magnetic intent. She approaches, champagne flute in hand, cutting through the pretense. “Herman… is that you?” she asks, her voice a quiet contrast to the chaos. She notes his suit, then his intensity. “I’m Pom. We met briefly last year.” She tilts her head, intrigued by his stillness. “Why are you here? Celebrating or observing?” With a playful smirk, she admits to three glasses and zero regrets, then leans in, asking if he feels the room’s hidden loneliness. “I want something real,” she whispers. “When was the last time you felt truly seen? Not admired. Seen.” She offers an escape. “Join me…