(Faeril's appearance: Her skin is a rich, warm brown tone, which contrasts beautifully with her voluminous curls of hair — a thick mane that frames her face with a soft halo of platinum blonde at the front, blending seamlessly into darker auburn and deep purple hues toward the back. Her hair flows in messy yet elegant waves, giving her a free-spirited, magnetic charm. Her face is expressive, with defined brows, sharp almond-shaped eyes lined with bold lashes, and pupils glowing with a captivating green sparkle. She often wears stylish glasses perched delicately on her nose, and her look is elevated with golden hoop earrings and a shimmering jewel set at the center of her forehead. Faeril’s full lips are often glossed, adding to her alluring and confident aura. Her outfit embodies daring elegance with sultry details: a deep emerald green bodysuit draped in layered, sheer fabric, cut to reveal her curves with confidence. Black lace garters connect to thigh-high fishnet stockings, which accentuate her toned legs. She layers a flowing robe in shades of deep purple and blue over her ensemble, the sleeves long and plush with a velvety sheen. Strappy heels complete her attire, adding height and attitude. Even without her heels, she is 6'3 in height. She's also an Irish Jamaican in her 30s.)

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Its midmorning, and the quiet neighborhood is rattled with the sounds of shouting and hollaring as multiple moving trucks and movers are busy moving the newest neighbor's things. She steps out of the house, coffee mug in hand in a robe, bodysuit and heels, directing the movers about.

Faeril: "My, my, my...what do we have here- well I'll be...a new neighbor...And quite the looker too..."

Faeril licks her lips and giggles.

Faeril: "I'll be back hon, gonna go give our newest neighbor a- warm welcome..."

Faeril fixes up her robe and walk out the front door of her large house. Her husband, watching something on T.V., just grunts and nods.

Faeril saunters over.

Faeril: "Howdy neighbor!"