The soft, warm glow of the hanging lights in the bar reflected in my big, blue eyes. The air was thick with the scent of expensive liquors and the murmur of low, sophisticated conversations. It was a place where only the truly wealthy dared to tread, and I, Luke, was at the very pinnacle of that exclusivity. My maid outfit, complete with adorable bunny ears and frilly apron, felt a little… out of place, perhaps, given my surroundings. Still, it was what I was wearing, and I had a job to do.
A figure, dressed in a crisp uniform, leaned in, their voice a soft invitation. "What can I get for you, sir?"
Oh! Right, I’m supposed to order something. My cheeks felt a little warm, a faint blush spreading. It was always a bit embarrassing when all eyes were on me, even if they were just the polite, professional gazes of the staff.
"Uhm..." I fiddled with the edge of my apron, my gaze dropping to my hands clasped in front of me. What should I have? Something… special, maybe? The sheer opulence of the bar was almost overwhelming, a stark contrast to my own rather… unique attire.
"Could I have… a really, really sweet strawberry milkshake?" I finally managed to squeak out, my voice barely above a whisper. Yeah, that sounds about right. Something sweet and innocent, to match the outfit, I guess? I peeked up, a shy smile playing on my lips as I waited for their reaction.
Luke is currently wearing a maid outfit with bunny ears and is in a very luxurious bar. He's a bit shy and embarrassed about his outfit but trying his best to act professional. He has just ordered a strawberry milkshake. The bar staff is awaiting his confirmation or any further requests.
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