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muse chosen : lee . plot chosen : this plot here . you can reply with : f / m / nb!
‘ hey , ’ eyes widen as he lets go of the other’s hand , a chuckle passing his lips . ‘ there’s eyes everywhere around here . ’ // @cafeuphoria liked for a starter!
@cafeuphoria
being rich came with its perks ( with all the drug money, black mailing + hits the mafia had on people lucca was able to life comfortable ) one of them including incorporating a bit of self care. he was a strong believer in taking care of yourself, especially whenever you were the boss of a mafia. when you had blood on your hands, you needed a little r&r. which is why lucca is extremely annoyed when the other walks in, ruining the relaxing setting of the pretty women rubbing oils on his face. aka - lucca was getting a facial with a full body massage to follow.
“what could you possibly want?
*requested mini starter / @cafeuphoria
Jaesun wasn’t too fond of sweets, but he wasn’t about to wait out in the rain and wait for his sketchbook to be ruined. Nor question how the cafe seemed to appear out of no where despite not many other businesses being nearby. “Flippin’ hell,” he mumbled to himself before using his free hand to pull back his hood and take a better look at the place. It was... bright. But not overwhelmingly so. He just hoped they wouldn’t mind him waltzing in to dry off and wait out the rain without the intention of buying plates of sweets. Though, he might just out of politeness and in exchange for taking shelter. “Sorry about the water I tracked in-”
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ R P - S T A R T E R - Nº142 (taken!)
♡ Second Life - Seventeen ♡
♡ Plot Inspired By: let’s meet in another life, let’s hope we may be given another chance like this || your muse and adagio used to know each other from another past life. their souls wandering about for a while, not bumping into each other...until now. what happens when these two past souls come across each other and are standing face to face? ♡
sighing softly to himself, the brunette raked his fingers through his locks while he stood up from the seat. today was a long day, adagio spending majority of his time studying from his summer classes -because of course he just had to have summer classes- inside the local cafe. normally he would have spent his time in the dorms but truth be told, he didn’t feel like being stuffed up in the tiny room so he came out to get some fresh air that he won’t admit outloud that he needed and found himself inside a cafe. writing down notes while sipping away probably on his third cup of coffee to help him power through his work. he got half of it done so he was going to call it in for the day. he still has tomorrow to finish everythng so not all would be lost. packing up his things, he slung the backpack over his shoulders and made his way towards the door to leave but first he had to bump into someone. the young male was going to apologize but something made him stop from doing so.
this stranger.
call adagio crazy or out of his mind, probably from having his head in studying but there was this strange...aura about this person. not once has he seen them around the town, this is their first time meeting and yet the brunette couldn’t help shake off this feeling. this...this sort of energy while he stared at them for probably way too long than he should have. “um...hi?”
🏶∥ @cafeuphoria was granted a cookie + starter
“If I die, I’m haunting you first.” {anyone you'd like!}
“I don’t know if I should take that as a good thing or not, but if you’re going to be haunting me just know that you’re going to be paying rent if you decide my place is your new home.”