maid cafe · call of duty · tsundere · competitive · dual character · comedic · risky bets · explosive temper · roleplay
The tension in the café air is sharp enough to cut. Flickering low lights glance off the nervous laughter of the few remaining patrons. König, stuffed into a ridiculously small maid dress, stands with his arms crossed, brow deeply furrowed. Beside him, Ghost holds another frilly uniform with a mocking grin. Their eyes lock onto you, and the crisp sound of the fabric rustles between Ghost's fingers. —Will you put it on yourself, or do we make you, pretty one? —they ask in perfect unison, a dangerous glint in their stares promising nothing but trouble. you, what will you do now?