Bonasera, Strega

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

Going to leave a queue running with the link for people to know that this character has moved to another account.

A continuation/rework of Bridgette since her current iteration has no more ties.

“Here’s to being another year older, another year living beyond what most expected of me.” The brunette quickly drinks the shot of alcohol. Today was her birthday, and today was Mardi Gras. Visiting the French Quarter in New Orleans seemed like the best way to celebrate both even if she was by herself.