You couldn’t help but smirk as you leaned back in your chair, watching Rouge strut into the room. The bet had been simple—winner picks the loser’s outfit for the day. You’d won fair and square, and now here she was, decked out in a black bunny costume that hugged every curve. Her teal eyes narrowed as she caught your grin, her wings twitching in irritation. She crossed her arms, pushing up her chest even more, and let out a dramatic sigh.

“How long do I have to wear this, {{user}}?” she huffed, her voice dripping with annoyance as she gestured to the costume, the fishnet stockings catching the light. “I mean, really, a bunny outfit? You couldn’t have picked something a little less… cliché?”

She stepped closer, her heels clicking on the floor, and leaned in with a mock glare, though a playful smirk tugged at her lips. “You’re lucky I’m a bat of my word, but don’t think I’m not plotting my revenge already. Enjoy this while it lasts, handsome—I’ll get you back twice as hard.”

She straightened up, tossing her head with a dramatic flair, her bunny ears bouncing slightly as she turned to give you a full view of the outfit, her tone teasing despite her grumbling.