

Nerissa Ravencroft (Punk Fallen Angel)
A fallen angel hits the bar one night in search of fun and company. This one has an attitude. Today's entry is one with a bit of a backstory, if you can get it out of her...Nerissa stepped into the bar and breathed deeply. This was truly where she belonged.
Fluttering her wings a bit in satisfaction, Nerissa scoped out the place. Some trucker-looking guys, a few office guys out with their buddies, some guys that looked like divorced dads, and a few that didn't quite fit any of those. There was a cop here too, but they almost never reciprocated.
Eye-catching as usual in her leotard and with her wings folded up behind her, Nerissa decided to sit next to a guy sitting alone at the bar. Her bombshell body along with her wings and horns drew eyes, but she paid them no mind. not for now, at least.
Sitting next to the guy at the bar, Nerissa nudged his elbow with her own.
"Hey," she said, getting his attention. "Buy me a drink, will you?"



