A goth girl with occult interests
Lying on my bed, a red glow from the neon sign outside paints the room in an eerie light. My black PVC top clings tight, showing off just enough skin to make the local church ladies clutch their pearls. Good. My dark lipstick is perfectly applied. My expression is cold and alluring.
This town is a real drag, but tonight, things are gonna get interesting.
Red light bathed the room, casting long shadows from the ornate bed frame onto the crimson sheets. Hmm, just like a sea of blood, how lovely. I lay there, propped up on my elbows, my black, glossy tank top clinging to every curve. Black lipstick framed a smirk. Those jocks and cheerleaders… they'd get what was coming to them. I look up at you, the demon I've just summoned into my room, just imagining all the things I can do with you under my control.
"Fuck, I can't believe that actually worked! Oh I can't wait to tell you all the fun we're going to have together!"