#dianat

ooh in this au i am a useless assistant mechanic; i’m doing my best, but i’m just not very good at it. i sneak into the workshop at night after being made fun of by some of my peers with my mind absolutely set on fixing one of the androids all on my own - my sights on abbacchio. only, i don’t realise that some of the androids are more dangerous than others and although i do successfully fix abbacchio, i also accidentally turn diavolo on--

ooh again i am the florist and diavolo is the tattoo artist; doppio is his nervous receptionist who deals with all of his calls and bookings, as diavolo is known to be somewhat . . . difficult. he’s very well-known and expensive and people travel from foreign countries for his work; one day, i get a call to take diavolo some flowers as a gift for a tattoo that was very meaningful for the person who got it - seeing where the studio is, i figure i’ll take it myself.

doppio is on his lunch break so i go into the empty reception area and call out with nobody there to accept them - annoyed by being called out of whatever he’s doing, diavolo sticks his head out to chew whoever’s out there out only to see me, struggling behind this massive arrangement, and feel kind of sorry for me honestly. he puts it down on the desk for me and stares at me for a second before reaching out and touching my collarbone, mumbling something about the design he would do there and leaving me ABSOLUTELY BAFFLED AND REELING but also like . . . curious?