#rio:leyla

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to: leyla and ken matsui

@cantfightmoonlight @kenxmatsui

delivered to their home is an oil painting of a sweet moment that Rio happened to witness, attached is a note that reads "Congratulations, love Rio."

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who: closed starter for @cantfightmoonlight; leyla where: holiday market

"I really dislike Christmas shopping, I feel like every good idea leaves my head the moment I try to shop. Shockingly, the first idea I had for a present was for Ken." Rio admitted, rolling her eyes at the other vampire's name, before flashing Leyla a cheeky grin. The market was beautiful, like something from a Christmas movie, pretty stalls and twinkling lights. The whole town looked like a snow globe. Picking up a trinket from a stall and looking it over half heartedly before putting it back down. "I have a dilema." Rio admitted after sucking in a nervous breath. "Jake... I painted him some canvases based on his portfolio, but he told me he likes me." Just asking Leyla about this made her skin crawl, she didn't like not knowing her next step.

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— closed starter | @cantfightmoonlight (leyla), at rio's house

She still felt horrible, but it was more like she was on the way to dying, rather than actively dying. To others it would probably feel like hell, but compared to how she had felt for the past few weeks? She felt downright rejuvenated. "Okay, try this on." The vampire instructed, pulling out the pants, corset and blazer from her closet that was basically a sea of black fabrics. "It will probably result in Ken being the first vampire to die from a heart attack."

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@cantfightmoonlight | leyla leyla's house days after masquerade ball

Death was old friend to Rio, as was misery, but it was different seeing it first hand with Leyla. Pain had always followed in her wake, it hadn't been in front of her like this before. She'd checked in on Leyla outside the casino, trying to help Ken (of all people), then at the hospital. It had been a couple of days and she had been lurking outside Leyla's house, making sure that nothing else was coming to hurt her, close enough to rush in if something went wrong. It wasn't much, it wasn't enough, but it was all she could stomach for the time being. She had to ignore the rolling waves of nausea that attempted to overcome her to walk in the front door, terrified of what she was going to face when she finally saw Leyla. Her heart sank at the sight of the pixie. "Hey... you look terrible." She attempted at a joke, but failing to muster any levity in the situation.