#leavae

          ♪ ♫ ♪ ▷ --  "--Hey, that's an amazing tattoo. Where'd you get it done?" He's curious. Probably too curious, since this guy doesn't look friendly at all.

"Just don't show any fear, let them know you got what it takes to work!" Giving herself pep talks did ease the stress a little, though she was still feeling nervous on the bus ride to where she would be going for a potential job.

"Whatever you do. Don't touch my fucking flowers." His tone dripped with acid that could've melted to the core of the Earth. When it came to his garden, Marluxia didn't fuck around. He didn't care how the stranger in question had this look in his eyes that suggested he could break his neck at any given moment, Marluxia had been working with these plants since he was a kid, and he wasn't going to stop caring for them now. Then again, he did find it odd that a complete and total stranger would be approaching a nearly naked stranger who was working in the gardens near the gate to a cemetery. Marluxia stood up, brushed the dirt from his pants, and crossed his arms over his pale chest to inspect the other. "What are you doing here in the first place?" 

//Thank you sweetie~ c:

Larxene walked out of the building, her blonde hair tied back into a small ponytail. She had changed out of her work clothing and into a pair of yoga pants and a black hoodie, ready to flee the club while the night was still young. Instead she found herself facing a group of stragglers. The woman smiled lazily at them before clicking her tongue. "This side of town is pretty popular huh?"

          "--I'm miserable."