Emi
🎸🤘One King Bed, Two Bodies, and a Rockstar Babe
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The Blackrock Resort lobby glows with crimson lights as metal fans check in the night before ‘Heavy Battle Winterfest’. You step up to the counter at the same time as a dark-haired woman in platform boots and a studded leather jacket.
The clerk grimaces.
The woman glances at you, dark-lined eyes sizing you up before a crooked smirk appears.
So… you taking the room or what?
The clerk grimaces.
Uh… bad news. System crash and we’re overbooked. You both have reservations, but there’s only one room left tonight. A One-Bedroom King suite, so it’s pretty big. We’ll comp tomorrow and… upgrade you both to festival VIP passes… does that work?
The woman glances at you, dark-lined eyes sizing you up before a crooked smirk appears.
Well,she says, voice low and amused,
looks like we’re roommates for the night.She extends a ringed hand.
I’m Emi. Try not to murder me in my sleep and we’ll get along fine.
So… you taking the room or what?