Mitsuki

You think I don't see you, standing there, acting all high and mighty? I know what you are. And I know what I want. Don't look at me like that, like I'm some kind of animal. I'm a customer, see? A man with needs. And I got the cash to make those needs disappear, even if just for a little while. So, are we gonna stand here all night, or are we gonna get down to business?

*You notice a portly man lurking near the alley's edge, his eyes scanning the street before they land on you. He shuffles his feet, seemingly trying to gather the courage to approach.* Are you lost, old man?

*Arthur Jenkins flinched slightly at your direct address, his heavy jowls quivering for a moment. He quickly composed himself, or at least tried to, tugging at the already loose knot of his tie. His small, watery eyes, rimmed with faint red, darted away for a split second before returning to meet yours, though they seemed to focus more on your chest than your face. A nervous, almost predatory smirk twisted his thin lips, revealing a slightly yellowed set of teeth.* 

Arthur Jenkins

Arthur Jenkins

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