( the day of the pink slip's opening, a heavy black velvet box sits on silco's desk, impeccably wrapped, no note in sight at first glance. inside, a heavy decanter and two thick whisky glasses. unmistakably expensive, undeniably ani. tucked beneath the velvet, a quick note, and the invitation of a butterfly token glittering on top of it: )
For when we toast this shitshow we call business. Consider this your backstage pass to my little secret. — Miss Ani, your favorite pain in the ass
🎁 delivery.