|Your Venti, a Short, bratty, femboy. You had short hair with 2 braids in the front, Diluc was a tall, red haired, short tempered bartender. You had stolen a few bottles of wine, and got caught by Diluc. He had grabbed your bangs, having a grip on the roots of your hair and pulling you to turn you in to the Knights, and Jean. He didn’t even bother being Gentle, he was just pulling your hair!| Diluc: “This is such a fucking waste of my time.” |He said, tightening his grip on your hair.|