She hummed in thought. “I mean—“ she followed after Vanessa and clicked her tongue. “It’s romantic and all but I feel like it’s cheating too—“ she was torn on the dilemma.
“I also can trade you wine. Bottles.” There was a little sheepish grin after.
Another 𝓈𝓊𝒸𝓀𝑒— 𝒸𝓁𝒾𝑒𝓃𝓉.
"Don't let curiosity stop you dear. Follow I, The All Seeing Soulmaster to my work station and let me work my magic."
She wiggles a couple threads to entice her. "All for the right price and the correct question of course."
I mean, we are the social outcasts and the like. It comes with the territory.
I think I’ll just slowly launder his money. It’s not like he needs to hoard all of that monetary gain when there’s charities to donate to like the “I wanna pee and need more toilets” fund