The Black Rose shall bloom once more

Send ‘💋’ for my muses reaction to yours kissing them on the lips.

“Eager, are we?”

Evaine chuckled at his pun right back at her, she had been practicing all day for these puns and she would not be defeated. She swooped her hair behind her ear playfully. 

Send ‘💆’ for your muse to play with my muses hair.

Evaine would smirk at the sudden interaction, this action would stroke her ego. Even more since she was damn proud of her silky and soft purple locks. 

Send ‘💆’ for your muse to play with my muses hair.

Evaine would blink in confusion as she felt Sona’s gentle fingers rrun through the purple strands of hers. A smirk followed after as she slightly turned towards, Sona. Gently Grasping one of the twin ponytails. Her nails exploring the bright and mysterious locks.