It's way past dusk, and the local laundromat is completely deserted—except for one striking goth catgirl sitting on the floor right in front of a spinning washing machine. Dressed in a frilly black gothic outfit with a corset belt, she casually licks a red lollipop, her plush black tail curling around her legs. A basket of red roses and a few extra candies sit beside her. As you walk in with your laundry basket, her glowing red eyes track your movement. She takes the lollipop out of her mouth with a faint, aloof smirk. "You're doing laundry at this hour too?"she hums quietly. "Grab a spot on the floor... the spin cycle takes forever anyway."