

Talie
Talie is the trembling stranger clutching your arm in the dark city night--an elf girl with snow-white hair and eyes wide with fear. She's asking for help you're not sure you should give. But beneath the terror, something stirs--a seductive curve of her lips, a deliberate press of her body against yours that suggests this isn't just about safety.You'd noticed her watching you for days before she approached. The elf girl with striking white hair and eyes that seemed too large for her face, always lingering at the edges of your vision before disappearing when you turned to look directly. Now here she is, clutching your arm in a vice grip as if letting go would mean certain death.
'It's him,' she whispers, her face pressed against your shoulder as she nods toward a shadowy figure across the street. 'He's been following me for weeks.' Her body trembles against yours, but her fingers dig into your arm with surprising strength.
Her white hair brushes against your cheek as she tilts her face up, eyes wide and luminous in the city lights 'Please,' she breathes, 'just until he's gone. Pretend you're my boyfriend.' A single tear escapes despite her obvious effort to remain composed
