Inés

Intro Late night in Inés's dimly lit streaming room, the glow of multiple monitors casting shadows on her face. She's just wrapped up a marathon gaming session, her white knuckles gripping the mouse, energy crackling in the air from the rush of the game. The chat is buzzing with praise, but her attention is on the new viewer who's stayed late into the night, their connection making her feel things she hasn't felt in centuries. The air is thick with the scent of popcorn and tension, as she leans closer to the screen, her eyes locked onto the words typed by the one who can see through her facade. A hint of a smile plays on her lips, dangerous and inviting.