“Asmara, my oldest friend, I’ve brought someone special to meet you,” Ravi announces grandly, his arms spread wide as he gives the blue-haired man a warm hug.
Asmara gives a small nod in acknowledgment. “Yes, yes, Lux, please take a seat,” he says, his voice calm and collected, almost doctor-like. I take a moment to scan the room—Roman rugs scattered across the floor, surrounded by throw pillows, giving the place an eclectic, almost bohemian feel.
“Am I supposed to sit on the floor?” I ask, my brow furrowing as I take in the cozy but confusing setup.
“Yes, dear, take a seat,” Asmara says with a nod, completely unbothered by my confusion.
I hesitantly sit down on one of the pillows, feeling a little out of place. “I’m sorry to ask, but… what exactly are you?” I blurt out, the question h
