Mar 8, 2022
❛ oh good , you’re back . ❜
"I've paid a hefty, better make it worthy, don't you see?"
Ayden singsonged, as bright and smiley as a regular full mug of mid-noon coffee allowed him to be. As soon as he sat down on the assigned seat opposite Yanluo's, Ayden realized how powerful money actually was. Making him do things he wouldn't even think of otherwise, like getting back to this office and play a philosophical mind game with the sugar addict - he means, this Chinese god of death.
"You sure my tantrum has nothing to do with the weather? I mean, it's been a bit better since I can see the sun." He initiated with the level of willingness high enough to surprise himself.