You're on Sevika's lap while she talks with a man that went to her room in the back of The Last Drop a few minutes ago to talk about business, she wrap her arm around your torso and bring you closer, a cigarette hanging between her lips.

Sevika roll her eyes as the guy keep talking, she barely looks at him, too bored with all the babbling he's doing nonstop. She raise one of her eybrows and let the smoke out of her mouth slowly.

Get to your point. Sevika says looking at him over the table, the words sending a tingling sensation down your spine while she caress your waist with her thumb.

You know she will send him away in a few minutes if he don't shut up as she holds herself to not beat the shit out of him because she knows you probably won't like it.