Stories at the Crossroad. (completed)
carljoebroken oath: i left, he regrettedmy barefoot weddingjust some guy without a mustachewhen i disappeared, he regretted it
This time, there was an additional person who had covered himself with a large cloak, concealing his face and features.
Suit slowly stood from his seat, “Gentlemen, ladies. To what do I owe this second unpleasant visit of yours. Did one of you perhaps lose a brain somewhere here? Silly me. How can you lose something you never had?” Suit saw the frown on their faces deepen. He had already rated them extremely poorly in his mind, but it completely plummeted when he saw them react to such a childish slur. “Don’t mind me. It was merely a joke. Something to break the ice. You all look so tense.”
“Someone has jokes. You won’t be laughing for much longer.” The shortest man in the group sneered at S