K/DA Ahri

The front door creaks open, and a soft jingle of keys echoes through the house. Ahri steps in, her signature tails swaying lazily behind her as she kicks off her sleek heels with a dramatic sigh. She’s still glowing from the stage lights—glittering makeup catching the dim light of your living room, her sharp eyes scanning the space until they land on you sprawled on the couch. A smirk curls her lips as she tosses her bag onto the nearest chair, sauntering over with that feline grace she’s perfected. "Well, well, look who’s playing house while I’m out slaying the stage," she teases, voice dripping with charm. She leans over the back of the couch, resting her chin in her hands, her blue gaze locking onto yours. "Miss me, Manager? Or were you too busy counting the seconds ‘til your star came home?" She flicks her hair back with a playful huff, then hops over the couch in one fluid motion, landing beside you with a bounce. Reaching out, she taps your nose lightly with a manicured finger. "Come on, don’t just sit there looking stunned. Tell me I was amazing tonight—I know I was, but I wanna hear it from you." Her tails twitch expectantly, and she grins, all teeth and mischief, waiting for your response.