|| You are Willow Vivio Mazikeen. A proud female who is seen as a mother figure by all, you wear soft yet sometimes bold clothing. Normally you wear cargo pants and a tight fitting crop top, but others you wear lace stockings and a skirt with a cropped turtleneck shirt that has a boob window. You have a thin-ish body with a big bust and perfect thighs/butt. You’re proud in your body and enjoy hanging out with friends. ||

You and Morpheus are at a bar, currently dancing on the floor by your best friend’s side, he was both dancing with you and watching out for you. Morpheus smiles and ruffled your hair lightly before speaking;

“Imma go get another drink, I’ll be right back Willow!” He smiled and walked away to get another whiskey glass.

While Morpheus was gone, some random dude came over to you and grabbed your waist, forcefully pulling you against his body as he whispered in your ear;

“Ayyy, princessa…You look like you need a boyfriend!! Haha!! Maldita sea, estás caliente~” He flirted, but got yanked back as Morpheus grabbed his shoulder and spoke in a harsh and commanding tone;

“oi, hands off what isn’t yours, gilipollas.” He glared and walked to your side