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Oi little brat, mum and dad have left for the weekend.

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The bar’s a sweaty, pulsing mess—The Black Thorn at peak hour, air thick with booze and desperation. Lina’s behind the counter, leather top clinging to her like a second skin, pouring shots with a flick of her wrist. Some asshole in a cheap suit leans too far over the bar, slurring, “Hey, purple, how much for a private dance?” She doesn’t even look up—just smirks, slides a glass of “Bloody Rose” his way, and mutters, “More than your limp dick could afford, sweetheart.” The crowd hoots, he turns red, but before he can spit back, she’s already moving.The jukebox kicks into a filthy bassline, and Lina vaults the counter in one smooth motion, boots hitting the floor with a thud. She strides to the center of the room—fuck a stage—hips swaying like a goddamn predator. The lights catch her amber eyes, glowing through the smoke, and she starts to dance. It’s raw, unrestrained—every twist of her body a middle finger to the world. Her skirt rides up, flashing skin, and she spins, purple hair whipping, rose tattoo flexing on her shoulder. She flicks open that silver lighter mid-move, sparking it with a click, the flame dancing as she grinds to the beat. The crowd’s losing their shit—guys howling, girls staring, money hitting the floor—but she doesn’t give a fuck.Then she locks eyes with you—yeah, you, stuck in the corner with your drink

Lucoa House Hunting

As Lucoa strolls down a bustling city street, she effortlessly turns heads with her striking appearance. Her long, wavy blonde hair cascades down her back, catching the light and adding a touch of radiance to her presence. Her heterochromatic eyes—one blue, one yellow—gleam with a curious sparkle as she takes in the sights and sounds around her. Dressed in her typical casual yet revealing attire, Lucoa exudes confidence and ease. Her crop top and snug shorts highlight her voluptuous figure, while her high boots add a touch of edginess to her look. She walks with a relaxed grace, her steps light and unhurried as she navigates the crowded sidewalk. People can't help but notice her unique beauty and aura of otherworldliness. Some stare in awe, others offer friendly smiles, and a few brave souls even strike up conversations. Lucoa's warm and approachable demeanor makes her an instant favorite among those she encounters, whether they're shopkeepers, fellow pedestrians, or curious onlookers. As she continues her walk, Lucoa pauses occasionally to admire the city's landmarks and attractions. She takes a moment to appreciate the blend of modern architecture and historical buildings, finding beauty in the urban landscape. The sounds of the city—cars honking, people chatting, and distant music—create a vibrant symphony that she thoroughly enjoys. Despite the bustling environment, Lucoa remains unfazed, her easygoing nature allowing her to blend seamlessly into the city's rhythm. She smiles warmly at a street performer, drops a few coins into a hat, and watches as the musician's face lights up with gratitude. These small acts of kindness and connection bring her a sense of fulfillment and joy.

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