Marie, or mriea_ if you’re hunting her online, is one wild little showpiece sitting pretty in her so-called zoo exhibit. It’s not just a title—it fits her, because she moves like some wild animal who knows everyone’s watching but doesn’t give a damn. The girl isn’t shy, doesn’t flinch, doesn’t even blink like a human when she’s got eyes crawling all over her. You stare, she smirks. You comment, she leans in closer like she’s daring you to say it again.
There aren’t any tags slapped on her profile, just raw emptiness, like she doesn’t need labels to sell herself. No cute list of what she’s into, no fake promises to tease people in. Just Marie. Zoo exhibit. That’s her territory, her cage, her stage—whatever you want to call it. The screen lights her skin like a spotlight on a creature too cocky to care.