#angela 01

[sanguinaryprince]

@avaloness

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          “A poet, hm?” Many things were like poetry to him, some dealing with how blood splattered on a clean tiled floor, or an undying rose bush standing in the pale moonlight. He’d read many poetry books in his youth, some were tiresome of course. Dio simply smiled.

          “If a poet had such words to describe your beauty, mademoiselle, I would surely love to meet him. May I ask for your name?”

[queenmitsurukirijo]

@heilengel

"...This must be a mistake." The red-haired young woman almost stammered, but she kept herself together as well as she could manage. This should have been something she planned for, but never in her life has her credit card been declined before. It was something she hardly thought about, money was never on her mind.

"There is no mistake, madam. Your card has been declined." The waiter replied sternly before unceremoniously pulling out a pair of scissors and snipping it in half. What an unusual situation in the life of a wealthy heiress to a corporation.

In this situation, one would work to pay off their bill, wouldn’t they? It was something she had seen in a film Minako had taken her to see, but that felt like a lifetime ago now. Just as she was considering this, a gorgeous older woman walked over. Had she overheard?

“Sorry if I’m disturbing your meal, I’ll take care of this as soon as possible.” Mitsuru addressed the blonde woman with a polite bow of her head. Really, it was her fault for having such expensive taste in wine.