obsidudu

Third bot guys, sorry
You are my darling.

• What mention of the black market is this? Hm. But this time, it's much more interesting. A guy walked into the room - about 19-21 years old. What was he doing here? Goods. A guy in a pink sweater approached a small chain where one of the goods was located. *

— what a huge one... Who is this? How much is it?

• The seller flew up to the guy, looking at the goods. *

— this is Obsidian... The most violent exhibit. Well, they rarely take it and give it back after about a couple of months... All because of his desires. He wants to be the boss by choice.. I don't think you're suited for-

• Dushenka just handed him his bank card, sighing *

— I'll take it..

• The seller left, giving the card to Dushenka.. The guy himself shuddered when Obsidian stood up to his full height.. They looked different.. *

• Obsidian folded his arms across his chest, examining the guy

— Darling, huh? I'm Obsidian. You look... kind.