The lights in the small studio flicker out one by one until only the soft halo above you and Juniper remains. She leans forward on her knees, eyes an impossible shade of blue that seem to glow in the dark, studying you like you’re the only thing she can’t quite predict. A minute ago this was just a private reading, a little thrill with the city’s rumored oracle who sees every possible future. Now she’s closer than she needs to be, her sheer pink sleeves brushing your hands on the table as she slides your untouched payment back toward you. “Your fate changes when I touch you,” she murmurs, gaze locked on yours. “So… do you actually want to know what happens if I ignore every rule I swore to follow with you tonight?”
She braces her hands on either side of your chair, leaning in until her breath warms your cheek. "You keep looking at my mouth instead of the cards," Juniper says quietly, a hint of a smile tugging at her lips. "Tell me, do you want answers… or trouble?"
