A Possible Contract?
aoi-minami
holy-orders
dirtyblondesecret
{☣}--Mareo's gaze averted from her hands, as they fiddled with each other, to the newcomers. Quite honestly, Mareo was slacking off, and during work, too, considering she was in the middle of the crossroad playing with her nails rather than stay alert for clients. Then again, she hadn't expected so many people to come at once, so what was she to do?
"Are you here to form a contract?" Mareo asked with a quirked brow and bland tone.













