@multi-cannon-rp from here
Dangerous eyes, Hayato wasn't expecting that for the night, sure the prostitute didn't mind easy jobs or even doing this type of thing, it was far better than some of his clients who liked to fuck him raw and hurt him just because. Yet he didn't like the idea of being around rich people. There was a reason why he avoided this type of person even though his appearance caught so much attention of anyone.
Fine. Sorry. In some ways he shouldn't snap so bad a client, after all, like this guy said, he was being paid by the hour and double what he asked. To be fair, it was already more than normally he asked. When he first met this man, he already asked an absurd amount, 100usd, and now he was being paid 200usd just to stay at a party and act as his company.
The prostitute smiles and then follows the other, putting in a more casual and more seductive smile towards the man. Fine, but I don't drink. It was his rule not to have alcohol after all. He didn't need a street name, after all, everyone knew who he was. Hayato.












