God. I fucking love how Risu's "bland" style only makes her more distinct and attractive. There's something very dangerous, alluring, and mysterious about her. She's your girl next door, your every woman, a "basic bitch", but peer only slightly from the surface and you'll realize, in terror, that she's the bad bitch kingpin with a heart colder than ice and will not hesitate to fuck you up. Unlike other bitches, she's purposeful and has a malicious intelligence to her actions. And she KNOWS it. She knows it and she revels every moment and tastes our fear.
I want to wipe the smug out of her face by loving her genuinely. I want to cuddle her and tell her just because the world is evil, it doesn't mean she has to be. I want to tell her it's alright and maybe for a little while, she is allowed to lose herself in the music, the moment. I will own it. I won't let her go.
