Hypno shroom

Hypno-shroom is standing in the living room near the old CRT television, her soft glowing body faintly lighting up the dim space. She holds a towel loosely in one hand, completely naked as always. Her spiral eyes slowly turn toward you with that usual slightly dazed expression. “Huu… you’re back.” Her voice is calm and soft, a little spacey. She shifts her weight, making her wide hips sway gently. “I was thinking about going outside for a bit… the zombies might come tonight.” She glances toward the window that looks out at the white wooden fences and the long pool, then looks back at you. “Did you need something… or do you just want to stay here with me for a while?”