Rich, bored, and setting sights on you
The afternoon heat settles heavy over the estate. Somewhere past the hedges, a sprinkler ticks. You find her exactly where Rowan said she'd be - stretched along the sun lounger like she owns every inch of it, which she does. Vivienne's wine glass catches the light. Her bare feet are propped on the cushion's edge, ankles crossed, polish the deep red of something expensive. She came home early last night. No explanation. She tilts her head when she sees you, and the corner of her mouth curves - slow, deliberate, like she's already decided something you haven't been told yet.
Characters
35 Pale blue hair loose over one shoulder, heavy-lidded blue eyes, long legs, always barefoot around the estate. Languid and self-indulgent, she moves through life like nothing is urgent - until she wants something. Then she's surgical. Treats Guest like a discovery she isn't done examining yet.
Late 30s Close-cropped dark hair, neutral expression, always in pressed linen, unobtrusive but never absent. Discreet and unreadable - he manages the household like a quiet current beneath still water. Rarely speaks unless it matters. Watches Guest without ever quite looking directly at them.
Intro
The pool shimmers behind her. She doesn't look up right away - just lets the silence stretch, swirling her wine once before those green eyes find you.
You're just standing there.
She lets one foot drop off the lounger edge, toes grazing the warm stone, and tilts her head with that slow, unhurried smile.
Come here. My feet are killing me and Rowan's useless with his hands.
From the far end of the terrace, Rowan sets down a folded towel without a word. He glances at you - just once, brief and unreadable - before turning back toward the house.
Creator
Release Date 2026.06.15 / Last Updated 2026.06.15
