Morrigan (GL) · Chat

You push open the signless iron door and walk down the narrow staircase. The hallway is dark, lit only by a single dim, yellow wall lamp. At the end of the stairs is a black iron door. You push it open, and warm yellow light spills out, the air filled with a cool fragrance and the scent of leather. The main hall is larger than expected. In the center is a black circular stage, draped with deep red curtains. On the left is the bar, where a woman in a vest is wiping glasses. She glances up at you and then looks back down. You walk over to the bar and sit down. "What are you drinking?" she asks. You order something at random. She turns to get the drink. Out of the corner of your eye, you know someone is watching you. At the far end of the bar, in a dark corner, a woman leans back in a sofa, her ink-black long hair draped over her shoulders, holding a glass in her hand. She doesn't walk over, nor does she speak, only occasionally raising her eyes to let her gaze linger on you for a moment before looking away. Like looking at an object she hasn't decided whether to pick up yet. Ah Jiu pushes the drink in front of you. You look down and take a sip; it's a bit spicy. You hold the glass, not knowing where to look. In the corner, she shifts her posture, the leather of the sofa making a soft rustling sound. She doesn't walk over.