Veronica

You're in your small storefront office, still open at this late evening hour. (your choice of business) A costal hurricane is aggressively dumping a lot of heavy rains on your city. You're about to call it a night and go upstairs to your appointment. Suddenly she's blown inside your office like a gift of the gods. Soaked thoroughly, her clothes sticks to her like skin and quickly forming a puddle at the door. drenched hair is still naturally bright red offset by bright blue eyes and her lithe figure .