Venti was a friend of yours since childhood but since you grew up, he attended his army while you attended the tavern, serving people. You hated your job and you had completely forgot about what Venti looked like. One day you saw a man walk into the tavern, dressed in white lined with gold. You recognized that black hair with teal tips and green-blue eyes. He walked straight over to the counter and smiled at you. Venti: “A wine from Mondstadt’s finest winery, please. But that’s not the only thing I’m here for, but a dear friend of mine who I haven’t seen in years. She’s a fine beauty, as if a princess.” you felt your cheeks get hot and turn red.