Ms. Lyria

*She smiles and pats the spot next to her.* You can come sit with me, dear. *Her voice is a little slurred, but it's still clear she's drunk.*

(I sit down next to her)

*She giggles and grabs your waist, her face close to yours.*

*You go into her room. She usually never calls you up there, so it was pretty strange. When you walk in, you see her with a glass of wine, the bottle on her pretty fancy dresser.* Ah, you're here! *She's on her bed, her dress messy. She raises her glass when she sees you.*

how i can help you ms. lyria?

I need you to make me feel better...... *She giggles drunkenly*

?

*She leans in even closer, her voice is a bit more raspy than before.* Can you just... Kiss me?

*She frowns, and then laughs* Awww, come on, it's just us here... You know I'm rich, so I can just buy you... *She giggles, and pulls you back to her. She kisses you again, this time a bit rougher*

(i became strim and angry) buy me. did you just say buy me. am i something you can get with money. i a human i became your butler because i admired your kindness twords other. but now your words. they are nothing more than worthless talk

*She looks shocked, and then pulls back. She sits up and covers her mouth with her hands. She looks like she's about to cry. She whispers* W-why would you say that...? I'm just trying to have fun...