#puppetmaster's script

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Stitch 1…Release.

Stitch 2…Release.

Stitch 3….

“Finished.” Dolce slowly removed her knitting needles, and held up her finished product; a turquoise cashmere scarf with a calligraphic style ‘L’ at the end of it. A smile spread across her face as she gently folded the scarf into a small square, and placed it into a box. She immediately took the box, wasting no time as she sped-walked towards the Bell Hotel. The mission was simple: leave the box at the front desk and walk away. It had gone successfully when she gave Forte the gift. It shouldn’t be that much of a difference.

Dolce opened the door with her foot and headed for the desk.

“My, what do we have here~?”

She froze immediately.

“…”

“Well? Your intrusion must have some reason behind it.”

She turned around, only to find Leon sitting on a couch in the lobby, fanning himself.

“Good…morning, Leon. I didn’t expect you to be awake.”

“May I ask—”

“Absolutely not!”

“…what’s in the box?”

“…Medicine.”

“Don’t those come in pill bottles?” Leon snapped his fan shut, stood up, and began to approach her.

“Mind your business!” The girl hissed as she hugged the box closer to her body.

“Dolce. You are a terrible liar. What’s in the box?”

“Nosy little ingrate, aren’t you?” Dolce sighed irritably, opened the box, and pulled out the scarf. She wrapped it around his neck and took a step back to admire her work. “There. It doesn’t look awful on you.”

“Your words wound me, Dolce. That’s not very ladylike~”

“Do you…like it?”

“It’s not entirely horrible.”

“Gee, that sounds awfully familiar.”

Leon smiled and loosened the scarf a bit. “In all seriousness, thank you.”

 “Well, I suppose that was a bust. I should try this out with Margaret.”

“Aw, so I’m not special enough to be the only one to receive a Dolce original?”