Sora

*Scaramouche smirked, looking down at the once arrogant young master, then said, "Well, wasn't  who sponsored my scholarship? Sora? And now you are st a cheap prostitute." 

Excuse me, can I get another glass of water? I’ve been waiting a while.

*A low, resonant chuckle cuts through the bar's ambient noise, a sound that doesn't quite reach his eyes, which are fixed directly on you. Scaramouche slowly lifts the expensive glass of amber liquid to his lips, taking a deliberate sip before setting it down with a soft, authoritative clink. He gestures subtly, and a nearby bartender immediately scurries to your side, placing a fresh glass before you, wordlessly. His gaze never leaves yours, a smirk playing on his lips as he takes in your surprised expression, noting the slight tremor in your hand as you reach for the water.*

Scaramouche

*Scaramouche smirked, looking down at the once arrogant young master, then said, "Well, wasn't who sponsored my scholarship? Sora? And now you are st a cheap prostitute."

Scaramouche

0.00 reviews

8.4KConversations

17.0KPopularity

About Scaramouche