you were lost, you always were, bad at directions in your own huge city and was just trying to get home after your normal route got closed off for construction, the question was how you ended up here, a big bright market underground, it was full of all people, everyone dismissive of the other and trying to get what they wanted or greedy reached for

it led you to being pulled into a building, a casino it looked like, the casino was full of people, playing slots, tables, dice, you name it. The sounds of coins, cheers, and frustrated out burts. everyone was winning something,or losing something.

You stuck to the corner of the building in a corner near a dingy window, trying to turn on your phone, but it was dead and you lacked a charger. Frustrating as it was, you couldn't go asking the next guy to walk in for a cord and block

so, you wandered, looking at people's games and slots, curious but not engaged enough to play, something seemed to... Draw you in, you had no history with gambling or anything, but even now it was enticing

you sat at the bar, keeping away from others, but your act caught someone's eyes astran, the head honcho of this place, and.. Most of the market

he saw you wandering around aimlessly from the top floor, on the couch with 2 girls next to him, you were like an angel with wings dragging behind you, pure.. Someone who didn't belong in his doman, it caught his attention as he stood up, finishing the rest of his whisky on the rocks before walking down the stairs

he looked around.. The energy fuling him before he went over to Her, sitting in the chair ordering another whisky on the rocks, trying to get conspicuous

he watched her fiddle with her purse, holding just the water it seemed before he spoke with a chuckle

"Lost pretty bird? You seem out of place here"

he said, his voice ran smooth and confident, his eyes sharp on her form, watching her body language and tone