#doodledsuit

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Having been absent for so long Riddle can only imagine what his cards had been up to. He had worried over them in their world, but seeing as there hadn’t been any significant change he played it out. It was easier to focus on the demands of the moment, even if he still had to save his dorm yet again. Perhaps he had thought that this world had been nothing but a nightmare, a nightmare that took part of his memory for he had known nothing of Vil’s overblot until it got mentioned in passing. 

But now that he’s back, he sees that there’s actually much to fret over. The place they had so lovingly called the Heartslabyul dorm was, to put it simply, a mess. To any outsiders perhaps it looked composed, a normal house that showed signs of being lived in but still well kept. To Riddle’s eyes however, it nothing but a wreck. 

The starcycle in the front lawn, the rose bushes pure white without a hint of red, and it only got worse the more he stepped into their home. He laments not having finished the rule book in time before he got thrown away from this world. It was clear the dorm was lawless again. He had to set it right. 

Welcome to the lovely Isola Radiale, Trey!

You'll be staying in APARTMENT 308.

You'll be given a worn-down broom and the ability to fly on it for up to 30 minutes each day.

You'll also be given a glitter pen!

Enjoy your stay!

Meow.. meow? 🤨

“Meow...Meow Me-Meow”

“ I'm going to tell you something, but you have to promise not to get mad. “

That is probably the worst sentence that could be said to someone like Riddle, as he automatically feels the urge to reach for his magical pen. But alas, he let’s the other speak, even if he’s already on high alert.

About Trey Clover (:

“He’s my childhood friend, my first friend actually. He and Che’nya used to come to my house and play with me during my free hour.Those were very pleasant times...”

​ 🎁 -  How do they feel about their birthday/birthdays in general?

🐒 -  What’s their favorite animal?

Birthday’s are a complicated subject for Riddle, not that he doesn’t enjoy them but that he’s still learning to fully appreciate them. Growing up he didn’t get to celebrate much since it was mostly just him and his parents, and they weren’t exactly the most cheerful of people. It was only when he got into NRC and the Heartslabyul dorm threw him a surprise birthday party did he start to consider that maybe it can be a fun day. Now he’s almost excited to what’s to come next year and hopes that everyone will be together once again.

🧋 - to offer your muse a drink

As always Trey finds him first, a habit of either their childhood or out of being the vice. The truth remains that whenever’s Riddle is to be found, it’ll always be Trey or Cater finding him first. The invitation for tea had been accepted without any urgency, as if it was just another regular day. Even if not a couple of days ago they had witnessed the world end. His head is better, at least the bump isn’t visible and the pain has passed with time enough that he can think clearly. 

Routine is a steady reliable reassurance and the herbal tea feels comforting. Rule 153 being kept alive even despite all the chaos. Riddle can appreciate it. He can tell the need for this suspended moment. If only to realign themselves enough to face the rest of what’s to come. Trey always did try to make things lighter than they should, and while he appreciates the resilience, Riddle’s not so good at moving on. 

“I will get us out of here. All of us.” It’s not a promise. It’s a plain statement as so often he does. Riddle never lies so everything he says that will happen, will be true. He will make sure of it. The truth can’t be broken like a promise. 

about TREY : being bullied out of his house by a cat and baker

“That is perhaps a correct way of phrasing it. I can recall one of the first times they wanted me to go out, Trey helped Che’nya sneak through my window. He started pulling at my books and pencils, making them float around me... Mind you I got such a fright! Che’nya had been completely invisible back then, I nearly yelled when he started pushing my chair to the window.”