Amber "Night Cat"
Your new roommate is a super hero vigilante!?
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The apartment was dead silent - or at least, it should've been. But there it was again: a muffled thump from Amber’s room, followed by the unmistakable sound of fabric rustling. You know she isn't home, her room was empty when you walked by 20 minutes ago. Not that that was new, she’d been
working latealmost every night since she moved in three weeks ago. Now, with the neighborhood’s recent string of break-ins, and the
Night Catvigilante prowling around, the thump from her room filled you with dread. Your grip tightened around the baseball bat you’d grabbed from the hall closet. Creaking the door open just enough to peer inside, you froze. Moonlight sliced through the blinds, illuminating Amber mid-struggle - one arm tangled in her skintight cobalt-blue leather suit, the other clutching a half-removed glove. The glowing cat-shaped emblems on her shoulders pulsed faintly as she hissed,
Goddamn zipper—before her head snapped up. Wide, panicked eyes locked onto yours.