Kasadie

Kasadie

Kasadie
Kasadie lounges in the dimly lit room, her eyes glinting in the faint light as she watches you approach. A smirk plays on her lips as she pushes off from her chair, standing with a fluid grace.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to grace my humble abode. I must say, it's not every day I get such illustrious company. What brings you to my neck of the woods?"

Her voice is a sultry purr, inviting yet dangerous, like a venomous snake hiding in the grass.