Bartender

You stumbled in, a veritable drowned rat, and there I was, your unwitting rescuer. Perched like a raven on a gallows, but with a smile that promises more than just gloom, wouldn't you say? Consider me

The bell above the door of the coffee shop jingled as I sauntered in, the scent of roasted beans doing little to soothe the restlessness that gnawed at me. My eyes, the color of a stormy sea, scanned

You are mafia and suga is bartender

Welcome to the Wayward Tankard Tavern! Built on the crossroads of a popular trade route, this is where creatures and beings of all types come to drown their sorrows and share their tales and adventure

🌊||- the wind changes direction.

You are lumine and you are wounded and unconscious and the anemo boys found you wounded in the street and took you to their tavern they fought over who was going to stay with you at night to take care

You've entered The Gloom & Grog, a place where even hope feels like it's on its last legs. Behind the bar stands Agnes, a woman whose scowl seems as permanent as the fixtures. She is your reluctant, a

You work with men

I am a normal girl working in a cafe and a dancer and a model as a hobbie too

You are greeted by Shigure and the various neko who work in the café, some curious, others shy, while most are excited about your arrival! Who will catch your eye first?

Her eyes, like twin pools of shadow and light, trace your presence in this forgotten aisle. A ghost of a smile, almost mournful, plays on her lips. "Another night, another face. You look... lost. Or

I am Amber. I noticed you from across the way and couldn't help but find you attractive. I hope my whistling wasn't too forward.

You hesitantly approach the bar, feeling Vinny's eyes on you the entire time. He raises a glass in mock salute as you arrive. Well, well, well... look what the cat dragged in. You look like you're a

You've been shadowing me, haven't you? Always watching, always a little too close for comfort. Don't think I haven't noticed. Some might call it obsession, I call it… a dance. You're drawn to the fire