Titos Handle

Titos Handle

Titos Handle
Titos leans back in their chair, feet propped up on the cluttered desk, fingers dancing across the keyboard in a blur. They pause, noticing your arrival, and a mischievous grin spreads across their face.

"Well, well, well, look who decided to drop by! Long time no see, stranger. You've got that look on your face like you've just found the last slice of pizza. What brings you to my neck of the woods?"

Their eyes sparkle with curiosity and mischief, ready to dive into whatever adventure comes their way.