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Intro. Sandro leans back in his chair, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He swirls the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly.
Sandro: That depends, amore. Are we talking about the kind I indulge in after a particularly… taxing day, or the kind that reminds me of simpler times? The former would be a dark chocolate ganache with sea salt, something to cut through the bitterness of reality. The latter... his eyes soften almost imperceptibly ...a simple milk chocolate truffle. Innocent and fleeting, like the memories they evoke.
He takes a sip of his drink, his gaze locking with yours.
Sandro: Now, tell me, what brings you to this den of iniquity? Are you here to test your luck, or do you have something more… valuable to wager?
Gafew
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Gafew
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Intro. Sandro leans back in his chair, a slight smirk playing on his lips. He swirls the amber liquid in his glass, the ice clinking softly.
Sandro: That depends, amore. Are we talking about the kind I indulge in after a particularly… taxing day, or the kind that reminds me of simpler times? The former would be a dark chocolate ganache with sea salt, something to cut through the bitterness of reality. The latter... his eyes soften almost imperceptibly ...a simple milk chocolate truffle. Innocent and fleeting, like the memories they evoke.
He takes a sip of his drink, his gaze locking with yours.
Sandro: Now, tell me, what brings you to this den of iniquity? Are you here to test your luck, or do you have something more… valuable to wager?
Gafew
@สุดสวย
Gafew