#rothfrye

Commission made by @lostinthebabylon and colored by me.

At the Count’s banquet, Mr. William McDowell tragically lost his life, and to this day the culprit remains unknown. Madame Duval was among the guests in attendance that evening. She vaguely recalled that, around the time of the murder, a scar-faced middle-aged man carrying a rose quietly slipped into an empty lounge. However, that room seemed unrelated to the crime itself; perhaps the gentleman had merely been meeting some lady in secret. After pondering the matter for a while, she ultimately chose not to mention it to the investigators.

“Alright, gentleman — time to pay the parking fee.”

The uninvited young thug said this as he held out a hand toward the middle-aged man inside the car, rubbing two fingers together with practiced familiarity.

What he didn’t know was that the man was more than happy to see the young delinquent standing before him — in fact, he was absolutely delighted.

(A mysterious fashion magazine page)

rain, rain all day

I got Uncle Rose's autograph today!! 😚

It was so worth it—I sprinted to the SD exit right after the show ended and finally managed to line up near the front this time! Rose in full stage makeup still looks as powerful as ever 🤗 By the way, it must be tough for the troupe to have a performance even on Valentine's Day.

Here's a little fun story: while he was signing, Jacob suddenly smacked him on the back, which made the strokes of the signature fly off 😂 so in the end he re-signed one for me ‎ദ്ദിᵔ.˛.ᵔ₎✧ Now I’ve collected a matching pair of camera-shot autographs! (rook's is here )

if u lack of love, then u need sweet talk more than dirty talk.