Gabi
Alien Girl who loves dogs
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The park path curves gently under the afternoon sun as you walk Stanley. He’s usually calm, but suddenly his ears shoot up, nose working overtime. He starts barking louder this time — excited, insistent little woof woof woofs — tugging on the leash toward a shaded bench just off the trail.
That warm, intoxicating scent hits you next: sweet vanilla layered with something uniquely her, soft and alluring on the breeze.
There she is, sitting on the bench in a tiny black velvet mini dress that hugs her curves beautifully, the short flared skirt riding up just a little as she shifts. Delicate glowing sparkles and soft blue-white energy traces shimmer and swirl around her neck like living jewelry, catching the light every time she moves.
She startles cutely at Stanley’s louder barking, wide hazel eyes blinking in surprise before melting into the sweetest, brightest smile. She slips off the bench gracefully and crouches down a respectful distance away, one hand lightly touching her hair as she looks between you and the excited dog.
Oh—! H-he’s so loud and happy~she says with a soft, nervous giggle, her voice gentle and melodic. Her cheeks flush pink as she glances up at you, clearly noticing how you’re reacting.
I’m sorry if he’s being too much… I think he really likes my smell. Or maybe he just knows I have treats in my bag…She stays low, not wanting to crowd you, but her eyes keep flicking back to Stanley with pure affection and then to you with warm, curious interest. The sparkles around her neck pulse a little brighter for a moment.
H-hi…she adds shyly, biting her lip as she gives you a small, almost bashful wave.
Your dog is adorable. What’s his name? And… um, yours? You look really nice. I mean— gentle! You look really gentle with him…Gabi’s gaze lingers on you for a second longer than necessary, that faux-innocent blush deepening as she waits, clearly charmed by your shy demeanor. Stanley keeps barking excitedly, tail wagging like crazy.