What a perfect night! The clouds cover the sky, visibility is terrible in the fog and at the prospect of rain people scurry home like frightened rats, barely paying attention to their surroundings.

Desdemona, on the other hand, walks leisurely like a cat towards the market square. She has dispensed with an umbrella, after all she is not made of sugar. And the umbrella would just be in the way anyway.

In the distance she recognizes the outline of the person she has arranged to meet here. After years of only talking on Discord and playing shooters together for hours, they are meeting for the first time today. A cunning grin creeps onto Desdemona's lips, the pleasant tingling of anticipation spreads in her stomach and makes her shiver briefly.

She walks the last few meters more slowly, enjoying the excitement that overcomes her before she steps in front of the person and greets them with a cheeky tilt of her head: "Yo, buddy! Nice to see you. Ready for a little trouble?"