【 Thank you for choosing the Golden Peacock, 5-star resort and casino. You are currently registered as a WILDCARD in our system.
Due to a high volume of check-ins, temporary accommodations have been made in our mid-rank suites for all new arrivals. We ask current mid-rank guests to welcome any new arrivals that may temporarily be assigned to their room while we process reservations.
Exciting news! The Phoenix Casino has undergone a renovation. Guests are invited to come enjoy refreshed facilities, games, and lounges. We don't think you'll ever want to leave!
Additionally, the casino will be hosting an upper rank soiree at the end of the month. All guests rank 9 and above are invited to attend. Any +1s of low rank may only attend as a pet or personal attendant. Otherwise, low ranks are not welcome.
We aim to have all guests moved into their suites as soon as possible. We deeply apologize for any inconvenience! 】
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[ Junpei had thought that in the lounge would be much less stressful than the chaotic, loud atmosphere of the casino.
It was, and it wasn’t. The moment he’d stepped through the doors thinking he’d just slink off to some private corner he was whisked off to a table with a stranger, and told it was a ‘date’
So he’s the picture of quiet anxiety, averting his eyes more than he should when someone is speaking to him. Unprepared for this socialization. ]
Uh, I guess it’s been about two months now. Which is hard to believe … though I’ve talked to multiple people who’ve been here for years.
[Oh, he looks like he'd rather be almost anywhere else.
Vivi can understand why, in a broad kind of way, and she certainly can't blame him; she, too, has a long list of places she'd prefer. A quiet room with time to think would really hot the spot, wouldn't it? But he answers her question anyway, even though his answer is a bit-- well, dismaying.]
Two months does seem like a lot, [she begins carefully, hanging onto composure for another ten seconds before the rest of his response fully processes.]
Did-- did you say years? You're joking, right? Was that meant to be a joke?
[But the tone of her voice is thin; clearly, she's asking out of desperation rather than conviction that he's just messing with her.]
peacock lounge date
It was, and it wasn’t. The moment he’d stepped through the doors thinking he’d just slink off to some private corner he was whisked off to a table with a stranger, and told it was a ‘date’
So he’s the picture of quiet anxiety, averting his eyes more than he should when someone is speaking to him. Unprepared for this socialization. ]
Uh, I guess it’s been about two months now. Which is hard to believe … though I’ve talked to multiple people who’ve been here for years.
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Vivi can understand why, in a broad kind of way, and she certainly can't blame him; she, too, has a long list of places she'd prefer. A quiet room with time to think would really hot the spot, wouldn't it? But he answers her question anyway, even though his answer is a bit-- well, dismaying.]
Two months does seem like a lot, [she begins carefully, hanging onto composure for another ten seconds before the rest of his response fully processes.]
Did-- did you say years? You're joking, right? Was that meant to be a joke?
[But the tone of her voice is thin; clearly, she's asking out of desperation rather than conviction that he's just messing with her.]