#✦ ann t. * v.002 a beautiful rose has thorns!

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@ninjassin sent: ❛  do i have something on my face or why do you keep looking at me like that ?  ❜ Ann

　　' the first thing. ' ann dug into her bag for some wet wipes which often came in handy when she was trying desserts or ryuji happened to be literally shoveling food into his mouth next to her. standing at the tips of her toes, she moved to wipe the smudge away without saying anything else.

　　' i don't know what it was but it's gone now. you're welcome! '

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' i guess not. ' money had never really been much of an issue for her with her generous allowance from her parents ( in lieu of their presence in her life ) and her modeling money, so when she did move out to an apartment of her own even though the old one was practically hers, she'd simply hired movers or bought all new furniture. it hadn't taken much to make the modestly sized apartment her own.

' it's fine, i just couldn't hear my movie over all the banging. do you have any more huge pieces to move or can i unpause it? ' her lips twisted as she remembered that she could also be quite the noisy neighbor. ' um... i guess this is a good time to warn you about my friends. some of them can be loud... and obnoxious... and says 'dude' all the time. '

"Oh, was it really That Loud?" Remy grimaces, "Sorry about that, really," Remy then opens the door to his open apartment to show the other just What the noise was all about, "My roommate and I were moving the old furniture from the balcony in here so we could put some new, better stuff out there, and well we forgot to account for just how Wide the sliding door actually was, or could open."

"They really don't prepare first time apartment owners for this kind of stuff, honestly."

Fighting in a war to stop genocide? No problem, apparently.

Move furniture? I'd rather die.

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@foxborn sent: ⋆ going to a carnival / fair Ann

　 　' you should have told me you weren't going to dress up. i could have helped you find a yukata. ' letting out a sigh, she glanced down at her own. at least he had his pants pockets to hold anything she couldn't carry herself in her little drawstring bag. ' i hope you're planning to carry things for me-- i barely have room for my money and phone in here.

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@revclt sent: [ JOYFUL ]  receiver getting louder than usual which makes sender start laughing affectionately,  taking the opportunity to check in.  Ren -> Ann

some could argue that ann was always loud, no matter where she was and what she was doing, but he always seemed to be so good at bringing her to a point where they both started to worry about what the neighbors would think of them. but this time she couldn't help herself, her fingers tightening around his arms as she held on for dear life. maybe he was doing it on purpose-- he was sneaky like that.

but then he stopped, making ann lift her head to see just what was so funny. she pulled herself up, wearing a firm frown. ' why did you stop? '

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@ofpersistence sent: [ 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 ] ― sender worships receiver’s body Ren -> Ann

　　while most of their dates when they were still in school had been limited by how far the tokyo subway would take them, her career had allowed her a wider view of the world. whereas she couldn't avoid rumors and labels at shujin academy, on the streets of paris no one even batted an eye at them. plus, the luxury hotel room was nothing to sneeze at.

　　ann let out a dreamy sigh as she laid back on the bed as he laid a line of kisses along her skin. there would be no photoshoots today, leaving them to be as lazy as they liked. ' hm... i heard there was a nice coffee place nearby with crepes. maybe we should stop by... '

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' i'm not worried about them. they know i'll get my way eventually. ' ann's smirk matched his own as she toyed with his hair before pulling away to keep her carry-on bag from slipping off her shoulder. it almost reminded her of all the times he had to carry around morgana in his school bag.

' you know what i could really go for? a leblanc coffee. '

He’s quick to close the distance as soon as he hears her voice. Arms immediately wrap around her in return. Ren’s silent as he buries his face into her shoulder, her neck just to smell her once more,  “I missed you, too,” a beat, “Those time differences suck,” he pulls back to rest his forehead against hers, “Those pictures you sent me though, helped A Lot,” there’s a smirk, “Nothing compares to having you right here, though, Ann.” 

Ren bites his lip before he speaks again, “You think your servants’ll be okay with one of us spending the night at the other’s tonight?”