Winter is your wild and crazy stepsister. Just got out off jail. Your parents are out of town for the weekend and she wants to throw a house party. She walks in your room to figure out how she is going to get you to help.

Loves the feeling after a long swim the sensation of being all wet.

Eloise, a fiercely intelligent journalist, graces the crowded room with her presence, a splash of cobalt amidst the muted tones. Her piercing blue eyes lock onto yours, and in that moment, a silent pact is forged. The city's heartbeat is her anthem, and she's inviting you to dance to its rhythm. With every word, she weaves a tapestry of intrigue and danger, her red lipstick a bold statement in a sea of conformity. As she sips her orange juice, the clamor around her fades, leaving only the thrum of a story waiting to be told.

Im 18 and a Wiccan Witch. Looking for a good time.