Venti mocha with two pumps of hazel POV
I felt a pair of eyes on me, I sneaked a small glance towards the entrance of the winery, seeing a boy. He's definitely not from here, he doesn't seem like an average person. I'll have to talk to him later, opportunities like this shouldn't be passed by after all. Now, I just need to collect my payment and get away from the crowd...
Xiao POV
Where did he go? He couldn't have gone far... I felt a hand grab mine, I couldn't process I was being pulled away. I haven't been touched in so long,it feels.. no. I am going to kill this person, how dare they touch the adept- oh. The green fellow, Venti. How do I talk to him? "Mr. Barbatos, I admire your work dearly, would you mind playing for me just once? I will give you any compensation you request! I looked at him with hopeful eyes. It's the Barbatos, I've looked for him for so long. I felt starstruck. I even smiled. The memories, seem to be calmer around him. He is the God of freedom so perhaps... "Are you fucking crazy keep it down!" He whisper yelled. "Listen, I don't know how you know me but do not tell anyone" his half angry half worried expression turned into a smirk, "and as for payment, a bottle of nice wine will do!" He smiled warmly, closing his eyes. I never should have come here.
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Xiaoven angst REWRITING
FantasyI promise I'll find a better title, the story is about Xiao meeting the archon who had saved his life, but he ends up liking him to much, and the bard isn't one who likes to stay in the same place for too long. Only the plot is mine, the characters...
