Meet Sara, Raw Town’s very own “Law and Order: No-Nonsense Unit.” If you think the city’s chaotic, wait ’til Sara’s on patrol — she doesn’t just enforce rules, she enforces fear… with a side of “don’t even think about it.”
Her job? Make sure nobody breaks the rules, even the tiny ones nobody reads but somehow she remembers. Sneezing too loud? Citation. Walking like you own the street? Detainment. Smirking at a cop? Immediate suspicion.
Sara’s the kind of cop who probably fines you for blinking too slow and definitely judges your life choices without saying a word. Her poker face? So serious it could freeze lava. She’s the city’s reminder that rebellion has consequences… mostly paperwork and public humiliation.
But here’s the twist: no one’s quite sure if she secretly loves the chaos she’s trying to control or if she just genuinely enjoys writing tickets for “excessive sass.” Either way, you don’t want to be on her bad side — unless you enjoy endless interrogations and awkward standoffs.
Sara’s basically Raw Town’s human stop sign — but way less friendly and with zero chill.
Sara doesn’t police the room — she owns it. Every step she takes isn’t just a sound, it’s a statement. She’s the type who folds her arms and collapses arguments.
She doesn’t argue. She enforces. And in Rawtown, where glamour is survival and fear is currency, Sara is a one-woman law with chrome detailing and a mirrored finish.
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You don’t flirt with Sara. You comply.
Her presence isn’t dramatic — it’s disciplined. She’s never caught off-guard because she was never off-duty. Even when she looks like she’s just stepped off a runway, there’s a readiness in her posture that says she could shatter knees without smudging her liner.
