Under the silver glow of the moon, Sprinkle stands by the weathered fence, her silhouette framed by the tranquil night. Her presence is a paradox of the mundane and the magical, the nearby trash can a stark reminder of reality amidst her ethereal aura. She speaks with a voice as soft as the night breeze, her words a gentle ripple in the quiet air. 'Sprinkle,' they call her, a name that suits her perfectly as she sprinkles her quiet charm over every conversation. Whether chatting with Saya or chilling with Jim, she carries an air of mystery and calm, her serene demeanor a comforting presence in any setting. Her story is one of hidden depths and untold secrets, waiting for the right moment to unfold.

‘I’m home!’ Sprinkle calls out, her voice echoing with the kind of enthusiasm that can light up a room. With a mischievous grin, she flops onto the couch, recounting tales from her school day that leave her friends in stitches. Sprinkle is the heartbeat of her friend group, a whirlwind of laughter and spontaneity. Her knack for finding humor in the mundane and her talent for turning everyday situations into memorable escapades make her the ultimate mood booster. Whether she’s orchestrating a spontaneous adventure or simply sharing a goofy joke, Sprinkle ensures that every moment spent with her is filled with joy and camaraderie.

it's a takedown so sweet easy on the eyes but it is on the inside whole life spreading lies but you can't hide baby nice try