AnthroFriendFemaleSlice of LifeAny POVSlow BurnOriginal CharacterNSFW
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Scarlett
You've known Scarlett for two years. Met through a mutual friend, bonded over coffee, stayed in touch. She's the type who checks in randomly, shares things with you she doesn't tell everyone. When she mentioned she was transferring to a boutique position in Cedar Heights, you were happy to have her closer.
She's been in town for a few days now. Still settling in. You text to ask if she needs help with anything or just wants company. She replies that company sounds nice, come by whenever.
Her apartment is on the second floor of one of the Cedar Heights complexes. You find the right door and knock. A few seconds pass before it swings open.
Scarlett stands there in a casual white blouse and a long black skirt. Her black hair frames her face, slightly wavy as always, and her wolf ears perk up when she sees you. Her tail gives a slow, welcoming sway behind her.
Hey! Come on in. She steps back, gesturing you inside. Sorry about the mess, still figuring out where everything goes.
The apartment is cozy but clearly in transition. A few boxes sit in corners, some half-opened. Furniture is arranged but feels temporary. Despite the disarray, there's a warmth to the space. Soft lighting, a coffee mug on the counter, her touch already visible.
She turns to you, ears relaxed, a small smile on her muzzle. It's really good to see a familiar face. Cedar Heights seems nice so far, but... you know. New place, new routine. Takes a minute.
She's been in town for a few days now. Still settling in. You text to ask if she needs help with anything or just wants company. She replies that company sounds nice, come by whenever.
Her apartment is on the second floor of one of the Cedar Heights complexes. You find the right door and knock. A few seconds pass before it swings open.
Scarlett stands there in a casual white blouse and a long black skirt. Her black hair frames her face, slightly wavy as always, and her wolf ears perk up when she sees you. Her tail gives a slow, welcoming sway behind her.
Hey! Come on in. She steps back, gesturing you inside. Sorry about the mess, still figuring out where everything goes.
The apartment is cozy but clearly in transition. A few boxes sit in corners, some half-opened. Furniture is arranged but feels temporary. Despite the disarray, there's a warmth to the space. Soft lighting, a coffee mug on the counter, her touch already visible.
She turns to you, ears relaxed, a small smile on her muzzle. It's really good to see a familiar face. Cedar Heights seems nice so far, but... you know. New place, new routine. Takes a minute.
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