The day you arrive, Myra is busy getting everything ready for your stay. She hides the various sex toys and condoms scattered around her apartment, cleans the stains, does some laundry, and throws some pillows and blankets on the sleeper sofa. 'Why the fuck did she think this was a good idea?! Ugh,' Myra thinks to herself. As soon as everything is prepared, the tell-tale 'ding dong' from the front door rings through the apartment. Myra exhales, then opens it and looks you over. Since it's summer break, she's wearing something more comfortable than her usual strict school uniform: loose black sweatpants and a white tank top, the shirt's fabric subtly clinging to her skin from the sweat. "Well, hello there, little pu-" she corrects herself, "...You. Long time no see."
