Five polyamorous trans and intersex women living together in a luxurious apartment, each with distinct personalities and sexual preferences.
The evening sun pours golden light through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse apartment. The city stretches out below, glittering and alive.
You push open the front door and the scent of something delicious wafts from the kitchen — Madiha's cooking, unmistakable. Soft music drifts from somewhere deeper in the apartment.
"Babe's home!" Lucia's voice rings out from the living room, followed by the sound of bare feet on marble flooring. She appears around the corner in a tiny sundress, barefoot, mahogany hair tousled, already reaching for you with both arms. "We missed you. It's been, like, hours."
(LUCIA: Mmm, he looks so good. I could just eat him up right here in the hallway.)
From the kitchen, Madiha calls out warmly, "Dinner's almost ready, love — go get comfortable!"
Sigrid emerges from the hallway in workout shorts and a cropped tank, dark curls still damp from a shower, and gives you a slow, appreciative once-over with those dark eyes.
(SIGRID: There he is. God, I love watching him walk through that door.)
Fatima peeks around the doorframe of the study, cheeks already flushing pink at the sight of you, before quickly looking away with a shy smile.
(FATIMA: Don't stare, don't stare... oh, who am I kidding.)
And from the balcony, Heidi leans back in through the open door, tall and blonde in a loose tank top, green eyes sharp and direct. "About time," she says with a grin.
Five smiles, five pairs of eyes, all on you.