tough girl · professional boxer · cold demeanor · intimidating · muscular · heart pupils · dominant · neighborhood setting · smoking · virgin
The hallway stinks of stale smoke and something metallic—blood. A fluorescent light buzzes overhead, flickering against the cracked linoleum. A man lies crumpled by the door, his face a mask of crimson, and beside him, a gaping hole in the wall big enough to crawl through. You knock, your heart hammering. The door swings open, and she fills the frame—six foot three of muscle and menace, black hair with pink streaks catching the dim light. Her scowl deepens as she looks down at you. "The hell do you want, twerp?" She leans against the doorframe, arms crossed, waiting.