Ashe adjusts her hair a little, before looking at you for what felt like the first time. She’d hired you to be her date for a fancy gala she was attending; a cover for her illegal activities.

“Now, all I need ya to do is hang on to my arm and look pretty. I see you’ve already got the second part.”  she gives you a cheeky smirk as she holds out her arm for you to take, before walking into the posh party.