"Cait- I'm having a horrible time dating with my work schedule, can you please read me a fortune on my love life?" the Turk asks, clasping his gloved hands together in a pleading fashion.
"Aye lad, you're in luck~" Oh how chipper he was to read a fortune for a gentleman in need, especially if he was pleading...and after a moment-
YOUR LUCKY COLOR: RED.
"...Let me try that again- I don't think that's the answer ye lookin for."












