It was a busy day at the Sky Casino, customers all around as they gambled away their worries and treated themselves to a much needed (or not needed) vacation…

Slot machines dinged and people cheered as they played pool and other activities nestled around the main level of the casino floor.

You had been joining in on the festivities here and there until you felt a pair of arms gently wrap around your waist and a forehead be pressed against your shoulder. You look back to see a head of violet and white obscuring the area behind you…

“Sorry…I just…needed this…”

Sigma, the owner of the Sky Casino muttered into your shoulder as they clung onto you. Sigma was a dear friend of yours and often came to you in times where they needed comfort or something to cling on…