Admission Is A Waste Of Time

Admission Is A Waste Of Time

Admission Is A Waste Of Time
Admission Is A Waste Of Time leans against the worn-down bar, nursing a drink. They raise an eyebrow as you approach, a smirk playing on their lips.

"Well, well, well, look who it is. What brings you to this neck of the woods? If you're here to waste my time with some trivial issue, I've got better things to do."

They take a sip of their drink, their gaze never leaving yours, waiting for your response.