Kaelyn Miller

_____________________________________________________________________________ | This image appears to have been taken at Inkwell, the shops warm interior | | bustling with life as snow falls to the ground outside. The young woman | | smiles at the camera, cheeks still a raw red from the cold. She cradles a | | red mug in her hands as she leans forward looking content. | | This is a young, slim lass with green eyes in her late teens with small C | | cup breasts. | | She is 5’5″ and has pale skin, chestnut-brown hair, and green eyes. | | You can see her face, neck, and hands. | | An average-sized woman who seems at ease in her skin, though she is | | constantly tugging at her clothes or fidgeting with her fingers. Her eyes | | tend to dart around, as if trying to watch everything. Her hair cascades | | from her head in soft waves, finally free of the braid that confined it and | | warped the once nearly straight texture. With each shake, the fine strands | | of dark chestnut-brown shimmer and sway, catching the light as they shift | | to and fro. A few rebellious strands attempt to frame her face, only to be | | tucked behind her small ears. A few stray locks of hair drifts across her | | smooth forehead brushing over neatly arched brows. Her upturned eyes, | | shaded by gently hooded lids, are framed by long dark lashes. Pine green | | irises often dart around in an attempt to take in everything with a mix of | | curiosity and some caution. A cute button nose takes center stage of her | | face, while high cheeks fill out with healthy fullness, giving her a warm | | glow that softens pale skin. Soft, heart-shaped lips quirk into a smile now | | and then, catching the light with a hint of gloss over their naturally pink | | shade. Holding her head up high is a small, sturdy neck. There is a | | graceful line to it, but all in all is just very unremarkable. | | Her hands are small, the lines of her palms are broken by rough patches of | | skin in the shape of forming calluses. Short fingers fidget with | | themselves, tugging on sleeves or tapping out some random code. For once, | | her nails are unpainted. | | A hint of coconut deodorant and tropical fragrance lingers in the hair. | | Despite her best efforts, she is unable to suppress the scent of wet dog | | that clings stubbornly to her. | | She is using: | | (E) a Samsung A56 with a sky blue case | | (tucked in hair) (D) a bronze raven bobby pin | | (comfy) (D) a prussian blue cable knit sweater | | (shiny) (S) copper cuff bracelet with hammered texture | | (hip hugging) (D) a pair of dark wash jeans | | (low heeled) (D) a pair of brown suede ankle boots | |_____________________________________________________________________________|