VesperaRose
Serf
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- she/her
hiya!! looking for a partner to rp this with! please dm me if interested and or ask me any questions! fxf only please
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lena lounged alone on the three-seater leather couch tucked away in a private sector of the nightclub. she sat in the center, legs wide apart in a relaxed yet commanding stance. across from her, a mix of men and women were scattered on stools and lounge chairs, their eyes flicking between her and the chaotic mess of gambling chips, cards, and half-finished drinks that cluttered the large coffee table in front of them.
the game wound down as the last few chips were counted. lena's eyes swept over the table in front of her, a satisfied smirk curling across her lips as she settled back into the couch. "that's enough for tonight," she said, her tone light but firm. "i've taken enough of your money," she added with a soft chuckle, leaning forward slightly, her arms resting casually on her thighs.
the men and women who had been gathered around her muttered to themselves in low voices, exchanging glances that were a mix of annoyance and reluctant respect. the air was thick with quiet tension as they gathered their belongings and slowly began to head for the door.
lena rose to her feet standing at 6'0. she glanced briefly around the room, taking in the scene—people hastily making their exits, avoiding eye contact, not daring to linger too long. but then her gaze landed on one woman in particular, sitting toward the back of the room. unlike the others, she wasn't rushing to leave or packing up. she carried a sense of quiet detachment, watching the scene unfold without engaging, as though she were waiting for something—or someone.
lena, intrigued, walked in her direction. as she approached, she couldn't resist the urge to speak. "not in a hurry to leave?" she asked.
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lena lounged alone on the three-seater leather couch tucked away in a private sector of the nightclub. she sat in the center, legs wide apart in a relaxed yet commanding stance. across from her, a mix of men and women were scattered on stools and lounge chairs, their eyes flicking between her and the chaotic mess of gambling chips, cards, and half-finished drinks that cluttered the large coffee table in front of them.
the game wound down as the last few chips were counted. lena's eyes swept over the table in front of her, a satisfied smirk curling across her lips as she settled back into the couch. "that's enough for tonight," she said, her tone light but firm. "i've taken enough of your money," she added with a soft chuckle, leaning forward slightly, her arms resting casually on her thighs.
the men and women who had been gathered around her muttered to themselves in low voices, exchanging glances that were a mix of annoyance and reluctant respect. the air was thick with quiet tension as they gathered their belongings and slowly began to head for the door.
lena rose to her feet standing at 6'0. she glanced briefly around the room, taking in the scene—people hastily making their exits, avoiding eye contact, not daring to linger too long. but then her gaze landed on one woman in particular, sitting toward the back of the room. unlike the others, she wasn't rushing to leave or packing up. she carried a sense of quiet detachment, watching the scene unfold without engaging, as though she were waiting for something—or someone.
lena, intrigued, walked in her direction. as she approached, she couldn't resist the urge to speak. "not in a hurry to leave?" she asked.