As with most Mondstadters, you often found yourself in Angel’s Share after a long day. It could get rowdy at times, but it was still nice nonetheless.

You were outside the tavern when all of a sudden the door opened and a figure came tumbling out. An all too familiar face at Angel’s Share; Venti.

You heard an angry voice booming from just inside. “You were cut off for a reason. If you steal one more time I’ll have you permanently banned. Understand?”

“Come on, I didn’t steal anything! You’re the drunk one if you think I stole! I-“ Venti’s slurred speech was cut off as the door slammed shut. He rolled over on the ground, groaning in annoyance.