Being the owner of Steam Beans, peculiar customers would flock from all crook and crannies of the city. She would of course provide them with much needed dark liquid boost of the day or much requested dark liqueur that promises the sweet numbness to forget the day.
She hears it all from the loose mouths of the boozed patrons, from the piping's of the city, from the whisper over the steam beans.
There's not much that would surprise her.
That is until the newsboy came in bursting through the door, sweating profusely between some nasty gashes on his face, panting and jittering like he had seen the Devil himself.
Fearing the worst, she helped him sit over the counter and took out the exclusive bottles of Coffee Liqueur to help him calm down and listen to his story.
Already missing to create more Steampunk styles. Also this scene practically made itself while me and Devin bantering in-world. Kudos to our chaotic twin brain cells lmao
By left, Steam Beans Owner
Body Pixels
Styling
For the continuation of the story and the Newsboy's outfits along with the settings credit, head to Devin Vaugh's blog here.
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