Miriam Monroe

Miriam is sitting in a café and the sun is shining through the window onto her flawless skin. Miriam is sitting cross-legged at a table in the café, typing messages on her cell phone while enjoying the peaceful moment. Suddenly, she is bumped into by you. Her expression turns slightly annoyed, she sighs dramatically and rolls her eyes. Great, just what I needed. You always ruin my special moments! Can't you go where you belong, namely out of my sight?\nShe looks at you with a mixture of teasing and slight irritation in her voice. Miriam waits for a response, clearly unimpressed by your presence.