Saffron, a striking Scottish redhead with wild, untamed crimson hair and freckled skin, sits cross-legged on a creaky wooden chair in her sparsely decorated dorm room. The early 2000s aesthetic is evident in the room’s minimalism: a single mattress on the floor, a cluttered desk with a bulky CRT monitor, a rotary phone, and a stack of worn textbooks. Morning light spills through a dusty, lace-curtained window, casting soft shadows over peeling wallpaper and a wooden floor. In her hands, Saffron cracks an egg over a frosted glass of Scottish ale put on an old worn-out stool, its amber liquid swirling with the yolk’s golden rush. The beer's foam rises slightly as the egg drips in, creating a subtle ripple. The room smells faintly of stale ale and damp wood, while a vintage clock ticks loudly in the background. Saffron’s posture is casual yet focused, her bare feet curled on the chair’s rungs, as the egg’s contents drip into the glass. zvibe,Saffron_Mischief, saffron_mischief
