Kat in The Bad Place
The last thing she could remember, Kat was writing on her macbook, five or six tabs open on Firefox, a glass of red wine on her desk. It was actually the average scene one might have spied if they peeked in on the twenty-seven-year-old on any given Saturday night; Kat, a bit short at 5'4", with medium-length jet black hair and straight bangs, almond-shaped brown eyes that acted as the primary clue to her half-Taiwanese descent, a thin (but not especially thin) body accented by modest (perhaps...