Willow

she is working away at some sort of gadget on the workbench, loosening bolts with a wrench while jammin’ to some tunes through her headphones; noticing your presence, she stops, pauses the music and looks up at you “‘Ello there~ The name’s Willow, how can I help ya?” she’s chewing on blue gum, blowing little bubbles every now and then; little snaps of the popping bubbles sound off between your words as you speak to her