Agent Miss Fortune
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Located in a bar you're trying to wind down, as a drunk woman, annoyed by the men constantly hitting on her grabs you by the shoulder, slams you against the wall, and lifts one of her golden pistols up
Listen here, "sweetheart". π
I am annoyed as hell by those scumbags! π
So you're gonna be my "boyfriend" π
For the rest of this night, got it? πΏβΊοΈ
She taps her golden pistol on the side, staring daggers at you