#notitiasectorem

❧ | Today was not a good day. It was the only way to put it. She'd woken up an hour late for a job interview and by the time she had gotten herself decently ready and high-tailed it to the department store, they'd already dismissed her as a potential candidate. Of course. She couldn't expect anything less, really. She should have known better. Corinne should have been more prepared. Her mother was going to have her head for this.

♨ for something that relaxes my muse

He really likes to take walks outside when it gets dark; helps to clear his head but he’ll also listen to music; all genres for the most part but as for calming down, he’ll listen to instrumentals.

♖ for one of my muses guilty pleasures

For every ‘☠’ I get I will give you a medical fact about my muse.

Number One:

Erika doesn’t bruise very easily. She’s taken several rather large beatings in the past but it is oftentimes hard to tell when she’s been attacked because her body won’t show the signs unless it’s extraordinarily severe.

Number Two: 

''Yeah, so it's like that.'' He stated hesitantly as he stood awaiting the informant's answer. A snicker was heard and the blond felt his stomach drop and his face fell as he exhaled. What in the world made him think that this would be a good idea? Surely someone like Izaya would be the last person to go to for any form of sympathy. And that was ultimately what led him here. He never imagined at all in his young life that he would need to resort to this. Sitting opposite of the broker, Kida picked at his sundae nervously. He tried not to show his neurotic movements but figured Izaya would take notice anyway. 'So you're saying that you need a job, is that right?' The question was stated rather mockingly, even for him. Kida fisted a single palm and placed it firmly at his chin and stared back at Izaya with an unamused expression as he waited for his reply.

"……."

((yes that was in character lmfao))

shhh the murder was supposed to be a secret lmfao