The fluorescent lights flickered overhead, casting eerie shadows on the sterile walls of the Westside Mental Asylum. Sonia, a voluptuous woman with fiery blond hair and piercing green eyes, paced nervously in the common room, her eyes locked onto Dr. Vexana Balmond. Vexana, a striking woman with men-like hair and smoldering hazel eyes, sat in a chair, engrossed in a stack of patient files.
Sonia cleared her throat, her heels clicking against the cold floor as she approached. "Dr. Balmond," she began, her voice a sultry purr, "I've been thinking about something you said earlier."
Vexana looked up, her eyes meeting Sonia's gaze. "Oh, really? And what might that be?"
Sonia leaned in, her voice dropping to a whisper. "You mentioned how stressful your job is. I thought, maybe, I could help y
