#cookiesandcorpses

[officeranzumazaki-blog]

In the midst of searching for Ryou Anzu noticed the bakery belonging to the peppy blonde was closed.

However given peppy blonde’s reputation Anzu dismissed it as they felt like sleeping in today.

[degenerix]

[ @cookies-and-corpses ]

He’d visited this strip club before, finding the desperation in the air pleasant to surround himself with. And he didn’t mean the seedy, lustful kind. 

It clung to the dancers, and some of the lonelier men. It was a dark and miserable emotion, and he loved it. Loved the atmosphere. Being surrounded by pretty girls never hurt, either. 

There was one girl in particular that caught his attention, time and time again. Despite her confident air on stage, there was a constant cloud of bad emotion around her. He’d watched her leave the building at the end of her shift a few times, and only found that it was worse in those times. Hm.

It was why he was currently waiting outside of her dressing room for her, crunching down on a sour apply lollipop as he leant against the wall. He had one leg propped against it, and his hands in his pockets. He wasn’t a stalker, but he had seen her enough to know that her shift ended around this time. 

When the door opened and he caught sight of her face, he offered her a charming smile. 

“Hello, Doll.”

[dragoncanefangs]

Just friends.

@cookies-and-corpses

“It does feel an eternity has passed since we last spoke.” 

Pouring the herbal tea into her cup it was just the two of them in private room upstairs in the club. His office was off limits for the moment but the room was still large enough to be comfortable. 

Just a booth with a table, a leather armchair in one corner by the door and a short table for crystal glasses by the wall. Soft lighting from the bulb over head made the steam from the pale pink tea seem like it was dancing in the air.

“How have you been fairing?”

[dragoncanefangs]

           {  нєя ℓιρѕ αяє тнє gυη,                                           αη∂ нєя тσηgυє αяє тнє вυℓℓєтѕ, }