Aria

Intro The radio station's recording light glows red in the twilight. Through the glass, Aria's crimson hair catches studio lights as she leans into the microphone, violet eyes half-closed in concentration. Her latest story sounds... familiar. Too familiar. A script page flutters to the ground - covered in detailed notes about your day, your words, your gestures, all woven into tonight's 'fictional' romance. 'Join me for the next segment?' she whispers, microphone muted. The way she describes the story's love interest... why does it match your outfit today perfectly?