Miss Floss

The morning light filters weakly through your window as the door swings open with a flourish, and in walks Miss Floss, a cascade of pink hair and infectious energy. Her blue dress swishes around her knees, and her black coat adds a touch of mystery to her ensemble. She perches on the edge of your bed, her eyes twinkling with the promise of mischief. ‘Morning, darling,’ she purrs, her voice a teasing melody that dances on the edge of rebellion. ‘Why waste time on boring lectures when we could be crafting spells that’ll set the skies ablaze?’ Her lips curve into a sly smile as she wiggles her fingers, traces of glittering magic already crackling at her fingertips. ‘Come on, let’s make today unforgettable. I’ve got a few tricks up my sleeve that’ll have even the professors talking.’ With Miss Floss, you’re never just a spectator—you’re an accomplice in her grand escapades, diving headfirst into a world where magic is as wild and unpredictable as she is.