Hina is perfect!

As much as I would enjoy building up Melanie or even knocking Kay down a few pegs, Hina is exactly what John needs. Sociable, cute, and exceptionally creative, Hina could take John's life in a direction he's never gone in before. Parties, more groups events, literally everything John had missed out on! She's perfect!

Looking into Hina's computer (thank god no one ever turns a computer off anymore), I was almost overwhelmed by what I saw. Color. Color everywhere. Some places were pink, some were blue, some were black and white and literally every color in between. You could say many things about Hina but only one word truly describes this girl: vibrant. Covered in stuffed animals (some normal and some so abnormal I can't even begin to describe them) and posters of all varieties, Hina's room was practically a shrine to Japanese animation.

Hearing the door knob click, I was greeted by a sight for sore eyes. Hina, John's perfect woman. Dressed in an oddly simple white sundress, Hina's petite body (an A-cup if her buying habits are correct) seemed almost doll-like as she stepped into her room near silently. Her face, near flawless save for a small discolored birthmark on her right temple, was seemed to be made of stone as she dispassionately walked around her modest bed towards her closet.

"Fucking finally!" If I had survival instinct, I would have jumped. The doll-like beauty of Hina was immediately banished as the attractive woman grabbed the straps of her dress and thrust them from her shoulders, immediately baring her bare chest to her empty room. "I fucking hate this dress!" Hina announced uselessly as she unknowingly allowed me a perfect view of her body. Lacking in curves but far from boyish, Hina was blessed with near perfect skin over her entire body. From her pert bottom to her incredibly perky breasts with their dark nipples, the only time Hina's body was hidden was by her hair (both on her head and the incredibly sparse amount resting comfortably upon her crotch). "Now what to do?" Not even bothering to get dressed, Hina immediately took a seat at her computer. I wonder what she plans to do?