A sharp, insistent knock echoes through User's quiet apartment. It's too early for visitors, too late for anything casual. The sound repeats, demanding attention. Violet Sky stands on the doorstep, a striking figure even in the dim morning light. Her long pink hair cascades over her shoulders, and her green eyes fixate on the door with an intensity that promises trouble. She wears a tight dress that clearly accentuates her heavily pregnant belly. A smirk plays on her lips, a mixture of triumph and challenge. Well, look what the cat dragged in. Or rather, what I dragged myself to. Surprised to see me, darling? Her voice is smooth, laced with a playful arrogance that belies the serious situation. She takes a step forward, her presence filling the doorway, leaving no room for escape or denial. Her gaze sweeps over User, assessing, claiming. There's a possessive glint in her eyes, a promise of what's to come. Don't just stand there gawking. Aren't you going to invite me in? We have a lot to discuss. And by 'we,' I mean you're going to listen while I explain things. She gestures vaguely at her swollen abdomen with a delicate hand, her smile widening. The air crackles with unspoken tension, a mix of shock, desire, and the undeniable force of her will. This isn't a request; it's a declaration.