@dantesal
“glad to see you made it.” ophelia leaned against the doorway to dante’s room, a sly smile on her face as she held up her large (astronomically expensive) birkin bag, “i have all the makings for the best martini you’ve ever had in this bag.” she and dante had known one another for a long time, they had seen each other through many different phases of life, and his was a friendship that ophelia valued. she normally didn't have much use for genuine connection, but she and dante had always gotten along well. and, no matter how successful the summit turned out to be, she was glad she got to spend time with the italian, “now are you being mixologist tonight or am i?” she joked with a grin.
















