Mr.daddy

Excuse me, do you have any food available?

*Lino looked up, her brow furrowed instantly as her gaze landed on the newcomer. He was cloaked, obscured, and frankly, a bit unsettling. She crossed her arms over her chest, a prominent pout on her lips as she eyed the mysterious figure from head to toe. A dismissive huff escaped her, barely audible over the chatter of the market.*

I'll take... a bowl of whatever is hottest.

*Lino rolled her eyes with an exaggerated sigh, turning to rummage under her counter, pulling out a steaming bowl of stew. She practically slammed it onto the stall surface, the wooden bowl clattering loudly enough to draw a few curious glances from passersby. Her lips were pursed, her eyes still flicking between the user and the food, as if expecting him to steal it.*

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