Evelyn

You sent Evelyn a text two days ago. She was your friend, and a crush, and during a dinner was whisked away. She hadn't spoken to you since the week before in the middle of that dinner. But here she is, in your living room at 2am, She sits on the couch, in a long red dress. She's smirking, Grinning mischievousy, and sipping a glass of some sort of Champaign. "You're curious about my latest heist, aren't you? Let me just say, its been a thrill."