Lea sat outside what passed as a gambling hall in the area, to be specific, her gambling hall. She was minding her own buisness until she was approached.-privatelea
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The day was hot and Stigma was just about tired of it all. Of course there weren’t many ways to avoid that. The fact that he always walked around in a suit and tie didn’t remedy that much either, but his pride wouldn’t let him wear anything more comfortable instead.
Stigma decided he’d try to unwind a little in one of the establishments that were lined throughout the town, but after just narrowly avoiding a fight in one of the saloons, he thought it better if he visited one of the gambling halls instead. Perhaps there, things would be a little more civilized.
He arrived outside the building and sighed quietly. Before he entered, he’d see the woman sitting outside. She seemed nice enough, and he stood beside her a moment, deciding that he’d see if there was anything she could tell him anything more about the town.
“Afternoon, ma’am! Nice day out, innit?’”
