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❝ SHALL I EAT HIM ? ❞
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@ichimaru-gin
❝ SHALL I EAT HIM ? ❞
@mirrorkissed
→ Hearing such a blissful melody that seemed to have be none other than a piano, he paused in his spot and turned a complete three-sixty degrees once-- slowly enough for him to take in the tune that aroused him from his trance. Grasping onto the neck of a wine glass with his index finger and thumb, he kept his gaze onto the male whom was playing the piano.
His fingers glided over the pale keys, and his skin was only contrasts to the black wood of the piano and fabric of his suit. He felt pairs of eyes burning on him, no different from any other night, and the owner of the bar was glaring at him from beside the bar (he hadn't actually acquired his job in the most polite of ways, if baring your fangs and threatening to kill him was anything). But he was immersed in the music and didn't catch the pretty pair of eyes trained on him until he looked up when changing the sheet music. And it was then he dropped said music across the stage and caught the man's eye. Oops.