“Happy Birthday to my sweet baby Melody and my handsome husband! Mahal Kitaaaa!!”
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“Happy Birthday to my sweet baby Melody and my handsome husband! Mahal Kitaaaa!!”
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"Miss Operetta, I'm ready to take your order! A coffee place nearby opened up new flavors. Irish cream, bourbon coffee ... They also have dessert called Valentis! Though, that's exclusive to you and they're happy to ship that delivery to your office." -- The coffee boy himself
Operetta turned in her big office chair to the familiar sight of her favorite puppy. It brought a big smug smile to her face every time he excitedly stood at her door, wagging his tail and eager to serve her.
“Thank you, Sweetheart~”. Her tone and voice was sweet like honey. “Though I’m not in the mood for anything fancy. Just get me an Iced Caramel Macchiato with an extra shot of espresso -- I need to wake up and get some extra work done today.”. The way she smiled held an almost sinister energy behind it.
“But when I’m done with work today, I’ll have a bit of that dessert later~.”.
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Brown hues bounced from the semi-cheaply made business card to the towering building before him. Japan was a strange place, and now he was apparently being given a chance at an internship with pay… working under supposed “superheroes”. The country only seemed to become stranger and stranger still with every visit…
Pocketing the card, he made his way into the company’s building, wasting little time by following the arrows of the temporary signs rather than going through the mental gymnastics that came with trying to read the local language. He found the interview room soon enough. And just in time to watch some poor sod who was swearing bullets as he came out the door. Undaunted, Bern stuck his head through the door frame as it was closing to get a good look at the one doing the job, as well as double-check if this was the correct room.
“Pardon me, but is this the internship interview?”
Operetta leaned one hand on top the long white wooden table that had her laptop, three stacks of resumes, and a large Starbucks mocha coffee sitting on top of it. Her sharp gaze pierced through the young man trembling in his seat as the interview concluded.
“Thank you for your time, Mr.Ulrich. We’ll call you to let you know whether you’ve gotten the Job. You’re dismissed.”. The disheveled man quickly gathered himself and his suitcase before scurrying out of the interview room, allowing the older woman to toss his resume to the side on the rejection stack. The rejection stack was far higher than the To-Be-Considered stack as a lot of people who came in were either die-hard fans of hers who wanted to be around her or seemed to have been... distracted by something about her. It was rather annoying to actually find someone taking this interview seriously.
She picked up the next resume off the To-Be-Interviewed stack and looked up at the clock. It was exactly 2:45 p.m. which was exactly when the next interview was suppose to happen, but she didn’t expect this Boniface to be on time. Typically men his age had trouble being punctual. However, to her surprise she was face to face with a young blonde man.
“Yes, it is. Boniface Bernadotte, correct?” she asked, raising a brow. “Please, have a seat.”. The idol walked back around towards her seat on the other side of the table, her 3 inch heels clacking on the dark grey vinyl floors.
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“Well, well, well. Look who finally decided to show up. What happened? Did your tour bus get lost?~”
“Veeeery funny, Richard.” Operetta hummed.
“Is this the welcome wagon I get after all this time? I expected fanfare and flowers at the very least.” she joked.
((I made her about page though I’ll probably have to proofread in the morning fdghdsflg))
((i finished her history page!!!))
((ALso added rules but they’re slightly different from Celeste in mostly the nsfw section))
((I made her about page though I’ll probably have to proofread in the morning fdghdsflg))
((i finished her history page!!!))
Operetta official Hero look
((I made her about page though I’ll probably have to proofread in the morning fdghdsflg))