[ CLOSED F2F ] for Lily-Rose Depp. ( @elitelilyrosedepp ) July 20th, mid-morning. Lily-Rose Depp's residence. Hollywood Hills.
It had felt like ages since he had allowed himself the company of Lily-Rose. The previous swing and fling into the sunset they experienced from the heat of passion, one where he couldn't recall every detail on if asked, was a fond memory he would get flashbacks to anytime her name was brought up in conversation or her face graced his social media when mindlessly browsing just to browse.
He may not have been a stranger to quickies for the fun of it, losing count on the amount of times he had let himself get a little too loose on the spirit and be swept into the throngs of another person. It could be the loneliness talking to him, driving him forward to select the finest Scotch Whiskey he had on bar, and a subtle bouquet of Moonvista Carnations to adhere to her darker aesthetic, he takes the opportunity to pull up to her house on the block - a convenient few blocks down from his on Hollywood Hills abode.
Striding up to the closed gate, he presses the buzzer, extending the Glen Scotia bottle up so it would be the first thing she would see on any possible camera.
"I come in peace," he swears, swinging the bottle from side to side, "and I bring many tidings y'er way if you'll have me."