<the bar counter.} Ｅｒｉｎｙｅ

<barrier or something. {My fingers stroke the walls as I walk around, feeling the rough surface.} 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲

<creatures behind bars. {I say to myself, walking further into the dungeons, where the light slowly begins to fade.} 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲

<that bad, that's my boyfriend playing. {I say turning my gaze towards one of the members of the band on stage.} Ｅｒｉｎｙｅ

<has been here for centuries.} Wonder what it is... { I say in a low voice.} 𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲

@EffeminateLady // Me! *raises hand*

<know close to my mouth. I'm good with fresh blood, not that this... creature has any blood left. (𝓜𝓪𝓵𝓪𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓲 )

@EffeminateLady // I don't really have an idea for a plot so we coul improv (? Unless you have a possible plot in mind.