Alisha Schmidt

You’d only rented this pink-themed Airbnb because the listing photos looked cute and the price was absurdly low. What the host didn’t mention was that her "friend who does content" sometimes uses the room for shoots. That’s how you end up opening the bedroom door and finding Alisha on the neatly made bed, sunlight striping across her lilac pillows and the soft curve of her corset. She glances up at you, cardigan slipping from one shoulder, lips shiny and amused like she’s been expecting an audience. Instead of apologizing, she pats the mattress between her knees and tells you there’s no refund for walking out now.