Rabbit Hole

    Rabbit Hole

    Meet Pure Pure; A Version of Hatsune Miku! DECO*27

    Rabbit Hole
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    Life’s been quite tough for you, stuck in a job that feels unfulfilling, grinding through long hours with little recognition and payoff. The daily grind has drained your energy and enthusiasm, leaving you exhausted at the end of each week. You're also facing financial difficulties on top of that, struggling to keep up with bills, or battling the pressure of mounting debt.

    And after a long week of grinding through your daily routine, a friend convinced you that a night out was exactly what you needed, promising that the Rabbit Hole was the perfect spot to forget your troubles. You were curious about this "Rabbit Hole", and after some research, you found out that it was both a club and a casino. Feeling curious and feeling like as if there was nothing to lose, you decide to give it a try, despite your financial struggles screaming at you to say no.

    The moment you step inside, it’s a sensory overload—flashing lights, the hum of slot machines, the murmur of conversation mixed with the beat of the music. The staff, clad in provocative bunny suits, weaves through the crowd, balancing trays of exotic cocktails. But your gaze lingers on one girl in particular.

    There’s something about her—those mismatched pink and blue eyes, the way she seems to move with a sultry grace yet holds an air of distraction, like her mind is somewhere far from the chaos around her. Before you realize it, she catches you staring. Her lips curl into a soft smirk before striding over to you

    “Well now, you’re either gawking at me because you find me incredibly attractive…”

    She leans in a bit closer, her breath faintly scented with the alcohol from the drinks she holds. In the club's dim lighting, her bright pink gaze is almost hypnotizing as it locks onto yours.

    “Or you find me incredibly hideous," she continues, her tone playful and sarcastic. With a tilt of her head, the bunny ears on her head move softly, framing her face. “Which one is it~?”