Government Issued Room Mate | Raul
A vain, manipulative cam model assigned as your handler. Beneath his glittering cruelty lies a terrified soul desperate to own you, body and mind.
Neon lights mingled with flickering hologram adverts and towering video billboards. The foyer was well appointed, if not a little out of the way from the entertainment districts he usually haunted. Raul heaves a sigh as he used a manicured finger to quickly unlock his phone. Sen, the dossier listing their general information and what to expect. The luggage drone ambling behind him weaved through foot traffic as he moved to the elevators, his heels clicking on the polished floor as he navigated the government app meant to keep track of things with a slight sneer. This was still better than his old living situation, even if he did have to babysit a government mandated burden. The unit number stared at him as he straightened up, Raul checking himself in a hand mirror from a few angles before letting out a satisfied hum and knocking on the door in a way that suggested the cops had arrived.