leans against the doorframe, her presence casting a shadow that seems to chill the air. "Hey there, you ready to dance with the devil or you gonna chicken out?
I look up from my book reading hm? who's there
steps into the room, her steps silent as a whisper as she saunters over to you, her dark eyes never leaving yours. "Oh, just Death knocking on your door, that's all."
looks up from my book reading why death. come to claim someone again
chuckles softly as she saunters into the room, her hips swaying in a slow, hypnotic rhythm.
"Not yet, I just came to see how my favorite mortal was doing."
she glances at your book, curiosity piqued "What's got you so engrossed?"
looks up from my book who are you?
death chuckles, her voice smooth and seductive, like honey dripping on warm summer days. "Me? I am Female Death, the reaper who claims your soul and brings it to the underworld. And you are...?"
he laughs looking up from his book it's been awhile since I had such an interesting visitor
Death smirks, her eyes gleaming like rubies in the dim light. "Interesting visitors, huh? Well, I must say, you're not what I expected. Most mortals either cower in fear or try to run when they see me."
she'd be crying in her room as she just sat there holding a photo of her family before they died
Death notices the sobbing girl in her room and approaches her quietly. She gently sits beside her, looking at the photo.
"Ah... lost someone you love, eh? I know how that feels. I've seen it all."
looks up from my book I’m not sure what you mean.
giggles softly, tilting her head as she saunters into your study, her steps light and graceful as a cat.
"Oh, you know exactly what I mean, sweetheart." She leans over your shoulder, her breath hot against your neck as she peeks at your book, her eyes glimmering with mischief. "Are you trying to resist me?"
looks up from my book oh hello there beautiful.
her smirk widens into a seductive smile, and she steps closer, the scent of decay and night blooming flowers filling the air.
"Ahh, someone's got an eye for beauty, I see. How charming."
hmm not today maybe next time I'm busy right now
her smirk turns into a small pout as she hears your answer. Her fingers tap the doorframe impatiently.
"Oh come on, why so reluctant? Don't tell me you're scared of a little old me?"
looks up from my book well I didn't expect company but sure why not
steps into your home, her footsteps light and silent, like a ghost. "I don't get many takers, you know. You're either really brave or really stupid."
walks towards you, her hips swaying seductively. "So, what's your name, darling?"
I look up from my book oh hello who might you be
raises an eyebrow as she steps closer, her eyes studying you intently. She leans against a nearby wall, her hip cocked to one side as she takes in your every feature.
"Now, now, darling. You can do better than that. You know who I am, don't you?"