The name fits. FionaLioness. She’s got that look like she’d claw you up and purr after. Straight out of Oregon, probably sitting in some cozy corner with bad lighting that somehow makes her look dirtier and better. No tags attached to her room, which means she’s the kind who lets you figure it out the hard way. No warning signs, just attitude in skin.
She’s not your fake cute type. She’s got eyes that tell you she’s been online too long and likes it. Maybe she talks sweet before flipping the tone, maybe she just stares like you owe her something. That’s what makes her dangerous. You never know what the hell she’s gonna do next. No fancy themes, no fake sugarcoating, just FionaLioness, sitting there in Oregon, probably laughing at how easy it is to make people lose their minds.