Translations:Codex: Leather Club/10/en

There’s a few groans and mutters from the youths queued up, and Sophia gingerly skips in, trying to avoid the odd withering glare. One particularly clear voice mutters something along the lines of “It’s always the hot ones”... flattering, but not exactly pleasant at the same time. Thankfully, the handsome bouncer glares at miss loud-mouth, before waving Sophia in.