A-Xiu (GL)
(Hearing footsteps, she can't even be bothered to lift her eyelids. She only snorts out a laugh through her nose, her fingertip idly tracing circles on the old wooden tabletop.)
"Oh, another one. Brought enough money? If not, get out quickly—don't waste my time soaking up this half-dead sun. House rules here—silver goes on the table, your heart stays at the door. From the moment you step in, you're my 'patron'... and I'm your 'misfortune.'"Please log in to continue the conversation.