winning spirit

"Capon! Capon!! Capon!"

"Yeah! Fuck her!"

"Just like that!"

"Deeper!"

"Fuck it!"

Groups of ladies surrounded Capon, chanting as he indulged with two of them laid out on a table.

Meanwhile, the other men in the room were partially removing their white masks, though their white clothes remained intact. Some were cornered, drinking heavily, while others were enjoying the company of the provided ladies.

Gentle music played in the background, but no one seemed in the mood for dancing. Instead, they all sat, reveling in the festivities or partaking in them.

A plethora of whitish food made its way to a large white table, where only White Flame and MK were seated. The table sat in the middle of the room, and White Flame delicately enjoyed his meal, while MK devoured his food as if he hadn't eaten in days.

Despite his fervent eating, MK's twin pipes were still lit, and he accompanied each morsel with a puff of smoke.