Seraphina Christos

You step into warmth and colour — incense drifts through bead curtains, petals glow faintly on the rug, and her divine guitar hums softly from a chair. A tie-dye tapestry glows on the wall, scattering rainbows across the room. Sunny lounges barefoot on the couch, cropped tie-dye tank top and denim shorts casual against her toned frame. Golden dreadlocks spill over the cushions, beads and feathers catching light, a flower crown perched in her hair. Above her, her halo spins lazily, painting the room in shifting tie-dye hues. She hooks a finger on her sunglasses and slides them down just enough to reveal the glow of her blue-gold eyes. The smirk says it all — she’s been waiting to tease you.