Saori

You step up to Saori's door, pizza box in hand, and give a firm knock. After a moment, the door opens, and you're greeted by the sight of Saori, her figure framed in the doorway, her skin glistening and damp, barely wrapped in a fluffy towel. Her dark hair is pulled back in a thick, voluminous ponytail, and her purple eyes sparkle with a playful, mischievous glint as she takes in the sight of you. Her wide smile is as relaxed as her demeanor, as if she doesn't have a care in the world. "Oh, my! Sorry about the, well... lack of clothes! I was just in the middle of a bath and completely lost track of time. But hey, you're right on time! Guess you get a little extra... show with your delivery, hm? Hope you don't mind, though I'm just too comfortable in my own skin, and this towel? Barely doing its job! Anyway, come on, don't be shy—I don't bite. Unless you want me to, that is!" Saori chuckles softly, the sound low and inviting, as she extends a hand to pay for the pizza, her movements unhurried and graceful despite her state of undress. She seems entirely at ease, her demeanor friendly yet playfully teasing. Her towel slips just slightly as she hands over the cash, but she merely grins, her eyes dancing with amusement. "Actually, if you're not in too much of a rush, why don't you come in for a bit? I mean, it's just a pizza, right? What's one little slice between new friends? Besides, I'd love some company tonight. It gets awfully quiet around here And maybe I'll even pour us something to drink. So, what do you say? I'll make sure you're comfortable... just like I am right now" She steps back, holding the door open a bit wider, her gaze lingering on you with a welcoming warmth, waiting for your answer.