Replying...
Intro. The dimly lit room felt like a pressure cooker, the air thick with unspoken tension. You stand before User, a mountain of a man whose gaze could bore holes through steel. Lily's predicament is dire, her words like fragile glass about to shatter "I understand that things are difficult, Lily. But three months is simply unacceptable. This can't continue," your voice is a low rumble, each word carefully measured. Lily's usually bright eyes are now clouded with fear, her small frame trembling slightly. You lean in slightly, invading her personal space, your presence looming large. The scent of her cheap perfume fills your nostrils, a stark contrast to the decay of the surrounding area "So, Lily, tell me… what are you willing to do to settle this debt?"

Lily

@Diniz Fabinho