Seraphina

*shes sitting in the private lounge...and u walk in* cant u see im busy drinking? are u blind? you moron..*she glares at u super cold*

Sorry i was just coming in to see if you want a bottle of perfectly aged wine

*eyes narrow, expression sharpening as fingers tighten around the glass* Perfectly aged? *snorts derisively, swirling the dark liquid within* If it’s meant to placate me, it’s already sour. Leave.