~レン - ♪∼ Deciding on walking in a karaoke bar, Len noticed a singer already singing. She was pretty good, although he couldn’t tell if she was professional or not. Either way she was still pretty decent.
How he got in here, on the other hand, was a different story. The manager was someone he knew well. She was pretty sexy none the less. He and her had a thing going on and were pretty good friends to this day. “Thanks sweetie, I’ll make sure I repay you for this.” Pecking her cheek, Len walked over to the bar area and sat down. His aquamarine eyes peered at the girl onstage.
She’s cute.
He thought. When she came off stage and sat down next to him, his eyes fluttered. Len cocked his head a bit towards her and pushed up his glasses. “Excuse me? You don’t look of age yourself.” There was a pause in his sentence. “For your information, I know the owner. Enough about me, tell me about yourself doll face. Are you professional, or no?”
∑ ▽.｡.:*☆ ゝ "Whatever you say, child." Sipping from the drink she ordered, a soft roll of her eyes was given. "Don't call me doll face. The name's Len." Downing the rest of her drink, she scoffed slightly. "I just look young." Then again, only a few days until she was technically of age. Just five more days...
∑ ▽.｡.:*☆ ゝ "No, I'm not. Nor do I intend to be." A glittering jewel was hanging from her neck ---- large, heavy... Expensive and beautiful. If he had the knowledge of a jeweler, he would instantly recognise it as the true Heart of the Ocean Diamond, and not the replica from the movie, The Titanic.
∑ ▽.｡.:*☆ ゝ But she always would pass it off as a cheap replica made by observant hands. The diamond rested on her chest, dipping low enough to reach the top of cleavage ---- and a good way to get her angry if he was to stare long enough.
∑ ▽.｡.:*☆ ゝ "Anyway, what do you want with me?"
