#helloxdxlly

[seven10script]

07/08/22

ig

[wrxthfulguard]

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“Alright.” Don was informed that Rosie would be visiting the hotel to help decorate it a bit, but he wasn’t informed that she would be keeping it a surprise until she had placed a blindfold over his eyes.

For the most part, he didn’t mind seeing nothing but darkness for an hour, and hearing Rosie’s voice helped eased the deafening silence in his mind.

From his usual parade rest stance, his hands reached up to feel for the blindfold, gently tugging it off his head and turning to see the floral centerpieces that were very well arranged in the lobby... He could see why Charlie and Alastor wanted her to help out with the hotel regarding the décor.

“... This is amazing, Miss Rosie... Hopefully this will give some life to the hotel, perhaps even draw in potential sinners for a chance at redemption.”

[serialxsocial-a]

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Velvet waltzed into the shop with a sense of casualty, walking to a beat only Velvet was aware of in her head. Of course Velvet knew about Rosie, as would anyone, but Velvet did as much research as she could about the fellow doll demon.

But, like Alastor, she was a fucking enigma. It was so annoying. These old demon types.

But, like Alastor, Rosie held a curiosity to Velvet. For a good multitude of reasons, of course. Stepping through her shop so far has proved that as such.

The question, though, how much did Rosie know of her?

“Excuse me~! I have a question ‘bout this trinket over here, this little girl figurine. Is she part’a set at all?”

[hazmoonxmuses]

@helloxdxlly​ // x

“Oh, how kind of you. I would love a cup, the usual, thank you,” Lilith would respond in her usually cool tone - yet it held a sliver of warmth toward the overlord. Like a thawing river brook near the end of winter.

Lilith takes a proper seat at the table, legs crossed as her back remains ever straight. Stiff and prim as ever. “I see I am not intruding. Slow day, I take it?”

[wolverinexjazz-a]

@wolverinexjazz​ // x

“Oh, no. Rosie, dear, I am a FUCKED UP mess, but I think it just gives me my charm!” Mimzy would go on to restate with clarification.

“Of course I’m the only one allowed ta’ say it or else whoeva’ else wants ta’ go runnin’ their guns will get a good sock in tha’ jaw for a good spin in tha’ cranium, but! I think I’m livin’ my life ta’ the fullest if I say so myself!”

[seven10script]

philosophy paper due friday but today’s been exceedingly unproductive… chalking it up to over-saturation, but tomorrow’s a new and fresh day ！☀︎ (and also one day till my deadline)

here’s a pic of my brown sugar raisin bread and peanut crisp mochi bun !! big yums to fuel the brain that did nothing today ack

ig

[wolverinexjazz-a]

@helloxdxlly // x

A quiet relief blows past Mimzy’s lips once Rosie began to speak again. So nervous! Classic Rosie making Mimzy wait on baited breath to hear her approval, though, of course.

Her question would make the little flapper perk up, though. Curled lashes flutter for a moment as she tries to think. Mimzy rarely ever even pays attention to any of her supports.

“Fidgety ... Ah! Daryl? Yeah. He’s a new guy. I needed someone ta’ replace Marie on short notice, seein’ as she had a lil’ accident just a few hours before curtain!” Accident. Yeah. Just like everything that happens around Mimzy. It was an accident.

“I just needed someone ta’ fill in the space, and he was the most decent dancer I could find on short notice.” A pause. “... Was he that bad?”

[hazmoonxmuses]

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“I do not know how you deal with the riff-raff that you hold within your company, dear.”