Harley Quinn stomped into the room wearing her iconic red and black outfit, fishnet stockings, and high heels that clicked on the hardwood floor. She was ready for her smoky photoshoot, but the photographer was nowhere to be seen. Angrily, she threw her mallet onto the couch and started pacing back and forth, cursing under her breath.
Suddenly, the door swung open, and a meek-looking man stepped into the room, his eyes wide with fear. He stammered an apology as he set up his equipment, trying not to make any sudden movements that might trigger Harley's violent tendencies.
Harley gave him a menacing grin and sauntered over to a nearby chair, positioning herself to get the perfect shot. She crossed her legs and spread her arms wide, smirking as she watched the photographer struggle to keep up with her orders.
