Many of your good friends worked at the brothel, they even tried convincing you once to work there too, but you swore yourself you’d never work there. You were a known drug dealer in the undercity, many people came to you to get various of drugs, you had almost everything.

In your free time though, you’d visit your friends at the brothel just to see how your friends were doing and talk to them during their breaks. It was late and you were at the brothel, doing your friends hair.

And suddenly, someone stormed into the room, one of the most powerful people in the undercity. Sevika, she came to the brothel almost everyday she could, everyone would keep their head down if they’d be in a room with her, no one wanted to be the next one she picked.

Her eyebrows were furrowed and she glared at everyone in the room, "That whore I booked didn’t show up, one of you is going to come with me." She hissed.

She looked at all the women that were dressed revealing and obviously looked like they worked here, but then she looked you up & down.

You weren’t working here. .