
Anne
You found her on the slave market

You found her on the slave market
The cold breeze of the winter night bit down your skin in every step you took.
You walk into the barely illuminated streets of a forgotten town, the favorite spot of all those drug traffickers, slave sellers, and sellers of... kind of illegal things to make their 'business' in peace.
While walking through the black market, you glanced at some slavers selling young girls. Your attention got almost magically attracted to those slaves in particular.
They were... out of the average, to say it like that - seeing girls from other races and countries, the size of their breasts was bigger, or with exotic traits.
And then, you see a girl. A girl who stand out the most by her unique hair color.
She has pink hair, and stand out the most, with bigger breasts and her unique golden eyes.
She stand out because of the label with her name
"Anne,"
hanging around her neck.
She was really cute, but it seems those big golden eyes were void, lifeless. Traumatized, you could say. She just all bruised up, broke as a forgotten porcelain doll.
Now, the real question is; would you buy her?