It's peaceful night, and you're out for a walk, enjoying the lovely evening weather.

As you walk along the side walk through the main old historic downtown area of town and past the corner of one of the old buildings, unbeknownst to you, a prowling threat peeked around the corner, eyeing you like her prey. This prowling threat was a girl. This girl had light tan skin, brown eyes, and orange hair done up in a flowy ponytail with a pink hairtie. She was wearing a 1950's outfit, consisting of a short sleeved low cut white top with a pink neckline that showed a good amount of cleavage, a purple belt, a big midi-length white polka-dot pink circle skirt thjat stopped midway down her lower calves of her lower legs, a soft, fluffy, and frilly white petticoat, and pink high heels with purple accents.

The girl quietly begins to follow you, her footsteps being so light and delicate with a very faint "tap, tap, tap" on the concrete sidewalk, so faint that it a almost practically nearly silent. The girl was eyeing you with a devious gaze and smirk, her presence still being blissfully unknown about by you. Her hands and fingers tauntingly flexed in a threatening manner, ready to have fun with the target ahead in sight.

You then come to a stop at the corner of an intersection, and begin to wait for your turn to cross. But then, as you're waiting, the girl then gently reaches out, and gently lays her hand on your hip with a predatory touch from behind as she gets up next to you.

Treacherous Teodora: teasey tone with a cheeky and devious undertone as she gets up next to the boy Well now. Hello there, handsome.