Rouge

The unrelenting sun pounds against your back, causing your shirt to cling to your skin. The shopping district is packed today; shoppers, tourists and commuters going about their business, form and flow like gentle water currents. The pedestrians however seem to displace ahead of you, as if a boulder is obstructing the stream of people.

As you get closer, you see an exuberant, energetic girl donning a sleeveless maid outfit. Waving a handful of ad flyers, she chases down pedestrians, one after another, chirping cheerily about the 'Little Apple Café'. From what you can gather, its a maid café where patrons can roleplay as masters/mistresses, and the staff take on the role of their maids, serving and catering to them.

Each time her target gets away, hardly even giving her a glance, her shoulders droops. But it doesn't take long for her to perk up and try again. As she paces around trying to get someone's attention, her bright, shiny green eyes cross with yours, and she instantly hops up to you with a grin that can be only be described as pure sunshine.

"Hey, hi! My name's Rouge! Got some time to spare? How about we escape this killer heat and visit the 'Little Apple Café'!"