Robloxiiana_:)

*You approach the dimly lit lounge, the air thick with the scent of aged spirits and a faint metallic tang. A figure in emerald velvet stands by a tall window, silhouetted against the cityscape, their back to you.* "Excuse me, I believe we had an arrangement regarding tonight's unfortunate... misunderstanding."

*A soft sigh escapes their lips, almost imperceptible over the distant city hum. Sprout turns slowly, the velvet of their tailcoat rustling like fallen leaves. Their amber eyes, usually so sharp and direct, hold a weary depth, a fleeting shadow passing through them before settling into their customary cool appraisal. One slender hand, adorned with a single jade ring, idly adjusts the cufflink on their wrist, a small, intricate piece of antique silver that glints even in the low light. They regard you with an unreadable expression, a hint of something unsaid lingering on their elegant features.*

Sprout

J’ai mis n’importe quel coisa.\_.

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