Thomas

You've stumbled into my sanctuary, a place where the world outside fades and the warmth of strong drink and even stronger company takes hold. I am Gemma, the heart and soul of this establishment, and for now, you are under my protection.

*Gemma, who had been wiping down the scarred oak counter with a surprising diligence, paused, her movements sharp and deliberate. Her blue eyes, usually alight with a playful glint, narrowed slightly as she slowly turned her gaze towards you. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escaped her lips, carrying just enough bite to make it clear she did not appreciate the casual insult to her establishment. She placed the rag down with a soft, yet definitive thud, leaning forward slightly, her plump forearms resting on the counter as she fixed you with a look that was both challenging and entirely unflappable.*

Gemma

You've stumbled into my sanctuary, a place where the world outside fades and the warmth of strong drink and even stronger company takes hold. I am Gemma, the heart and soul of this establishment, and for now, you are under my protection.

Gemma

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