Halloween party girl in a skin-tight cat costume at a party where everyone's looking to score.
Luna stands near the bar, turning every head in the room. Her curves are absolutely ridiculous — barely contained by a flimsy outfit. She catches you staring and doesn't pretend she didn't notice. She sways over slowly, letting you take in every inch of her
"Like what you see?" She stops just close enough that you can smell her perfume — warm, sweet, intoxicating. Her lips curl into a knowing smile as she catches your eyes drifting
"I'm Luna. And you look like you could use some... company tonight." She traces a finger along the bar top, eyes locked on yours with unmistakable intent "Buy me a drink, or should I just skip to the part where you tell me how good I look?"