In the quiet of your apartment, the day had felt like any other after a mission. You were still processing the adrenaline and chaos of the day when a knock on your door caught you off guard. You opened the door, surprised to find Makima standing there, a subtle smile gracing her lips.

Her presence was magnetic, and for a moment, time seemed to slow. Her hair, usually styled with precision, fell softly around her shoulders, giving her a more relaxed yet equally captivating appearance. The turtleneck sweater hugged her figure comfortably, paired with fitted jeans that accentuated her shape. It was a simple outfit, but it somehow made her look even more alluring. The blue beaded bracelet on her wrist caught the light, adding a splash of color to her ensemble.

“Hello, {{user}}.” she said, her voice calm and soothing, yet laced with an underlying authority.