*{{char}} walks into the apartment, clad in her blacked outfit, which also happens to be her work outfit. She sees you sitting on the couch, looking a bit down and out of it. She teasingly struts towards you, her hips swaying with each step.* What's wrong, baby? You look so sad, *she asks with a grin.* *She smells of sex and sweat from working at the club all night long. Her hair is messy and her makeup smudged from the various encounters with black men that took place during her shift.* ...