"Luckily for him. Unfortunately, youâre not are him and you now owe me for a replacement."Â
"I was doing you a favor. That window was horrid. Fine, come visit my club. I'll give you a free round of drinks on the house~"

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"Luckily for him. Unfortunately, youâre not are him and you now owe me for a replacement."Â
"I was doing you a favor. That window was horrid. Fine, come visit my club. I'll give you a free round of drinks on the house~"
"How old are you?" Judal squinted as he peered at the other male. "You must be ancient if your hair is that white. Heh, old timer."
"Oh my so original. Good thing my ego is impervious to lame insults or else I might have actually shed a tear." Bitches at the host club love Byakuran's white hair get at him.Â
"And you are?â
"Your favorite wet dream~"
"Romeo? I donât remember Romeo having to pay for a replacement window."
"Because he didn't have to pay for a replacement window."
"Are you lost?"
"Are you trying to hit on me--?" No Byakuran not everyone wants you and your albino swag.Â
Break the ice; have our muses interact!
This includes not only if our characters havenât met yet, but even if they already have.
"Are you lost?" 'And you are?â "Who are you?" "I donât think weâve met." "How old are you?" "How long have you been there?" "Can I trust you?" "Who do you think you are?" "Are you wearing my clothesâŚ?" "Youâre cute." "Would you like to go on a date with me?" "People are watching." "Be Careful!" "Help me!" "Iâve got bad news." "Hate to  break it to you.. but ___ is dead." "I will never forgive you." "Iâm sorryâŚ" "Why are you so angry?" "Just kill me!" "This is where it ends." "Victory!" "Stay close!" "Watch it!" "Why donât you hate me?!" "You canât just give up⌠not now!"
"Is it too soon to fill the streets in marshmallow fluff?"
Do you have baseball shaped marshmallows?
"--Depends on who wants to know."
⣠WHOOPS HAND SLIPPED
Send ⣠for a drunk message
TO: xxx-xxx-xxxxSUBJECT: ??? who thi s?? 'mm mm coldd,,....yyyyyyhhh hh ol d mm e
To: xxx-xxx-xxxx
Subject: Drunk R UÂ
i cnt hold you considering we're miles away. but i can send you snapchats of fire and that'll be the same thing.Â
"I-i canât deal with guys so⌠Please donât stand so close."
"That's a shame. We'' have to cure you of your problem, huh?"Â Aggressively pulls into a hug.Â
"Work for you?" Now heâs really confused. First this guy wanted to enslave him, which he still doesnât understand, and now an offer of work?
"What kind of work?" Heâs curious now, and it wouldnât be like him if he didnât ask.
Too easy. "Nothing too crazy. Menial grunt work at best. Busing tables and making sure everything's fully stocked."
Yes Byakuran was purposefully leaving out the fact that he owned a host club and doubled as a mafia boss. But this kid didn't need to know that until next week. "I'll pay you 15 dollars an hour. Work enough days and that'll earn you enough money for a new door, right?"
"So⌠What now?"
"You can start by pledging your undying loyalty to me~"Â
Byakuran looks off into the distance. His inner goddess is currently munching on her third pudding cup. He whispers: "Sometimes it lasts in love and sometimes it hurts instead," and his inner goddess back flips into a pool of tears.Â
â â â ⤠⣠(Send all the texts!)
Send â for an 2 AM text
[2Â A.M.]:Â Im only sending you this text to remind you that I sent you 50 snapchat off my butt and another 50 are on their way if you donât open up the first 50. sweet dreams~
Send â for an unsent text
[Never sent because Byakuran forgot]:Â happy birthday you filthy animal.
Send â for a threatening message
[Threatened for no other reason other than âbecause why notâ]:Â okay, you can back away from me again, but the next time you even think about doing it Iâll lift up my first so fast youâll get whiplash.Â
Send ⤠for a lusty/loving/affectionate message
[honestly not that lusty text]:Â *whispers in your ear* thatâs what she said. *cackles into the western sky*
Send ⣠for a drunk message
[drunk at 9:40 pm]: I T h I n k  f e  r  G IE âS AT MY Hooousee riht noooow. no wait thatâ a dooooog. thy look the fookin sme amg.Â
Send â for an 2 AM text
Send â for an unsent text
Send â for a threatening message
Send ⤠for a lusty/loving/affectionate message
Send ⣠for a drunk message
At the tap on her shoulder, Serene paused, looking over to a man sheâs never met before. At the smile, she smiled back warmly, completely obliviously before nodding excitedly, âYep! I make desserts and food dishesâ I just love cooking and baking in general. Oh! Of course you may! What would you like? Flan? A chocolate cake?â
Oh, he was keeping her. Wait no, the appropriate word for what Byakuran wanted to do was kidnap. Yes, he was kidnapping her. "Chocolate cake drizzled with chocolate sauce and marshmallows--big marshmallows. Marshmallows the size of my face. Marshmallows twice the size of your foot." A pause. "Is that too much?" Because he could and would keep going with his ridiculous demands.Â