#open-rp

Kid sat with his chin resting on one hand, his other gripping his glass in their booth at the back of the pub. “You know it‘s a different kind of pain when you don't cry anymore. You just take a deep breath and accept it.” He had been sat there drinking for almost three hours prior to the others’ arrival. 

The problem was she couldn't see due to the pile of books in her arms. She was relying on her Ghost, Church, to guide her, but in the split second he was distracted, Notts turned a corner and ran into someone.

" C'est une catastrophe! " Ciel searched inside her purse and couldn't find her wallet. She must have forgotten it at her shop. " Non! Non! How I will pay for all these fruits now? "

Cosima thought she was dying. Dying from the pain, dying from the cold. Even though the cold was very real, the pain the agony was not. It was emotional maybe even mental. Somebody had found them. Drugging Charolette and herself to a camping area and she saw her. The eyes she thought long gone. Their eyes locked from far distance and even though they were in the crowd it was as if they were all alone in the whole universe. Delphine. She was alive? How was she alive. Okay Kristal told them she saw the Blonde Doctor being taken when she was still alive and then things Rachel said. They rang in her ears. Doctor Cormier died. But here she was now in, getting out of one rusky and muddy tent. Rushing to her. Cupping her cheeks and she was about to lose it. She was about to slip of the own body and leave the blonde alone for good. 

|| ☂ || The humidity was suffocating. Every bit of movement seems to make his limbs scream and every step he took he cursed his brother under his breath. The things he does for the people he loves. 

Like to walk to the damn store two streets away from their hotel, just for some stupid melon juice and snacks. The same hotel that his brother conveniently decided to wait to not only him of said favor when all of their servants were M.I.A, but also made sure to keep himself nice and snug under their blanket in the lovely air conditioning. 

Damn you, Hikaru, damn you to hell. 

So the younger twin dragged his body forward through the worst heat wave of the year and from that point on made a promise to never do anything for Hikaru again. The was a lie.

Walking into the store was not amazing, but most definitely was like dying and going to heaven. So content with the beautiful temperature change, he flopped down on the nearest chair like thing and sighed. 

TW! Self harm, suicidal ideations

He told himself that he’ll just try for a normal job after this because it’s useless to keep going after the same one after so many places rejecting him. Maybe getting some sort of experience in this country might be a lot more helpful in the future. He didn’t think this thoroughly when he moved to the country.

He looked at the building that was on his list of places to attempt to try to apply for. He’s hoping that at least one of them would accept him. Well, he would have to use the bus to get here and back even at night times until he can figure out something else. He was used to doing something like that anyways in the past. Just.. a different surrounding than what he was used to.

He got into the building and looked around. It’s not bad, it looks nice he knows that. He went towards the bar since he knows it would be the easiest way to get someone to answer his questions. Once he found the person he asked his question. “Do you know where the owner is at? Or someone who can hire?”