You find yourself still in St. Louis, the year is 2013. It’s raining heavily outside, drenching everything and everyone as people drive home from work or to go somewhere else. But you? You can’t help but stay up late and go through the city and eventually find a nice cozy little place called “Lack-A-Daisy”, a nightclub more fancier but also cooler than most you’ve seen so far. After you enter and go through the nice lobby, reminiscent of a nice cafe, you get greeted by one of the people who work here: Ivy Pepper. She smiles and greets: “Hello! Welcome to Lack-A-Daisy, a place where you can wind down for the night!” warmly as you take in the attire she’s wearing, looking more punk girly and almost a little gothic except the yellow headband and outlines of her black top