Deck the halls! || Closed rp with Crimson-chords
It was already past five pm when the prosecutor pulled up in front of the defense attorney’s apartment on his trusty hog. He had received a message on how Apollo had some sort of Christmas decorating dilemma. Something about lights being tangled up beyond belief? Sadly, he had a meeting that couldn’t be postponed, so he was rather late.
Knock knock.
Klavier stood outside the door, wearing his usual getup, though with a scarf, mittens, earmuffs, a hat... The whole ordeal. He got cold easily, so he had to. An added bonus was that it hid him a little bit more from the world around him, and not as many people recognized him this way. In his arms he carried a box filled with fancy chocolates. An apology for being late- even though picking them up caused him to be even later.
“...Come on, Apollo, open up soon...” He muttered to himself, wobbling on his feet in attempt to keep himself warm.
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