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The blonde couldn’t help but purposely sigh loudly. Her brother was at work and she got the day off, but now she was wishing she hadn’t. She had a high need for some attention from another person or else she felt like she was going to lose her mind. Sitting at home for a good portion of the day alone with her pet put such a damper on her mood already. But all she could do was walk around in hopes to find a vaguely familiar face so she could latch onto them for a few hours.

But seeing the face of a familiar acquaintance caused her eyes to light up just a little. Raizel couldn’t help but quickly pace herself over to Joan before sliding next to her on the bench where she was, almost crashing into her before placing her head on her shoulder. She didn’t know if she minded or not, but it was better to possibly get yelled at than nothing. “Uh, you’re not busy right now, are you?” Her tone was less upbeat than it usually was but she was at least hoping they could hang out for a while.

#piyushch #|| raizel ( interaction ) ||#//raizel craving attention rn

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「 ✞ 」 “I wonder how many people would give me candy if I went dressed like a bartender.” Did people even associate specific clothing with bartenders anymore? Eli knew some people did, but not if it was common enough to be a recognisable costume. Oh well. “Eh, I’d only care about getting those alcoholic chocolates anyway, but trick-or-treating sounds like it’d be fun.”

#piyushch #✞「 eli ; ic 」bloodied cross ❞#✞「 eli ; main verse 」birth is a curse and existence is a prison ❞#he's debating(tm)#he's never actually been trick-or-treating #even though he's wanted to take noire #to do it #even if he did go he'd probably just give the candy away

@piyushch wanted a starter.

What a familiar face. A name lingers on his tongue, though foreign to his brain. Part of him feels like he should remember it, though the other half maintains a stern apathy. If he had to remember every passing face in the past 677 years he’d hardly have room for the crippling self hatred that defines him. Crossing his arms, he leans on the nearest object, thinking of the best way to handle this situation. “ Have we... met? ” Yeah, real smooth Mr. de Beaufou.

#wow i cant believe it #he doesnt even remember her name #HOW HAVE YOU BEEN #i havent seen you around much #piyushch

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flowers. flowers seemed a good idea. He was not completely sure Devi liked them, since the most frequent topics of their conversations in the bookstore were books and movies, but if he showed up at their date with them she might not be displeased either. Johnny was not exactly a romantic person, which, though, did not mean he would not try his best with Devi. He really liked her, after all. If given the chance, he would spend more time than they were granted talking to and looking at her. He had not been able to muster the courage to ask her out, though. It had been her to take that step. Thankfully; otherwise months would have passed before he could tell her if she felt like going out with him.

The shop window reflected his lanky and sharp silhouette. He stood there in silence for minutes, peering inside the shop from the empty spots between the displayed plants. Nail Bunny had agreed with his idea of buying flowers for Devi - as strongly as a dead bunny nailed to a wall could. The only obstacle that kept him from stepping inside the shop was that he could not see flowers inside it. Not from the spot where he was. Weird, though. What kind of flower shop did not sell, well, flowers?

#STARTER.#piyushch #dork mode: activated #he's trying