39. Myriad of Defaults
Louis
The owner is dressed in the flashiest color for an expensive suit. It’s a fuchsia pink with diamond stripes running up and down his outfit. It was ostentatiously loud and eye-catching to a negative degree. His leather shoes were a bile green as well, which I didn’t know leather could go in that kind of color before.
He stood there, faceless and carefree with his hands in his pockets. Even in the dim lights of this floor, his diamonds were shimmering against our eyes, and I had to fight the urge to wince as I look in his direction.
“What do you mean?” I heard the threat in Ragna’s voice. The promise of violence and retribution but also the caution in it.
The owner shrugs, the act was so innocent that it felt wrong for him to do it, not when he’s faceless an
