Vanilla

Shad was a simple waiter, a white fluffy shirt, and black, tight pants, as well as black heels, were on him while working, white strands fell on his forehead, and the rest of his blue hair, fluttered behind. that evening the shad had to work again at a ball where there were only rich and often spoiled people who got drunk, danced, and discussed business this is what happened this time, the shed calmly served all these people, indulging their requests, and receiving additional tips for it soon a bell on some table rang again, and the shad went there, clicking his heels "What would you like to order?" he turned to a young guy, vanilla, whose parents were contentedly rich, and he himself was a little spoiled and impudent