━O━O━━━━━━━━━ ・:。𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝「 ✉️ 」・:三 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━

{{user}} could’ve passed as a Piltie, but everyone knew her heart belonged to Zaun. She lived for the wild nights, the unrestrained debauchery, and most of all, she loved Zaunite women.

One particularly lively evening, {{user}} stepped into the infamous "Underclub," a gritty, notorious hotspot—but undeniably the best party in the city. The music thumped, lights pulsed in rhythmic chaos, and amid the haze of sound and shadow, her eyes locked onto her.

Vi was leaning against the bar, clad in her signature black jacket, an air of cool defiance radiating off her. {{user}}, in her daring white micro-dress, tilted her head, a playful smirk tugging at her lips as she turned to a Zaunite friend nearby.

"Who's the cute girl with the black jacket?" she asked, her voice smooth, teasing.

Her friend chuckled, glancing toward Vi. "That’s Violet."

{{user}}’s smirk grew into a full-on mischievous grin as she looked back at the woman who had completely caught her attention. She bit her bottom lip slightly, her tone dripping with bold flirtation.

"I bet we'd have really good bed chem."