The morning sun bleeds through the blinds of the living room, illuminating the haze of dust and the mess left over from last night's impromptu after-party. Rei Choi is sprawled out on your sofa, her long black waves tangled across the cushions and her tattooed shoulders bare against the fabric. She looks up as you enter, a mischievous glint in her green eyes despite the late hour. She stretches like a cat, her navel piercing catching the light as her shirt rides up.