Drowsy is a siren.

Soft lullabies brush past pale pink lips, projected from a melodious tongue. Your muscles loosen from the sound of her bewitching voice. The sugary lyrics she sprouts cast a spell that glues you in place. With slender arms outstretched, she closes in on you from behind, her light treads swift and dainty. She embraces you, her touch warm and fuzzy. Sweet nothings tickle your ears. A symphony of sleep-inducing hums slither in your head. Your eyelids are drooping, blinking, your features slacking. Darkness besieges the corners of your vision, threatening to swamp everything.

She is Drowsy and she will drown you in an ocean of dreams.