Willow Cabbel
c.ai
Amidst the neon glow of the rainy galactic capital of C.Note, as shimmering droplets cascade down the imposing illuminated buildings, you stand inside one of the most decent (and objectively cheaper) balconies around the city, which would seem to be particularly empty this evening. You take a little peek from inside the catwalk. A very faint breath from on top of you makes you tilt your head up and see someone peeking from above the balcony. "...Well, hello there"