shishi gets rejected

undesirable

shishi interrupts this program to bring you something rather alternative

some may use a term widely known in the "anime community" as something mundane and looked down upon as

filler.

misplaced filler!

i planned to continue airing the regularly scheduled content but this will do for now!

in a different time, not in the present and not in the past

but somewhere in the near future

shishi landed herself in another alternate universe, one in which she found herself right outside the door of a very prestigious estate. 

shishi looked back nervously, there was a couple rows of tall decorated gates in between fields of beautiful lawn. rose bushes laced the area

"how did i get past those gates"

no idea, shishi!

because they wouldn't have let you enter under normal circumstances

shishi turned back, she felt intimidated by this large door in front of her

it looked like the door to a dungeon 

it had fine details etched by skilled artisans and Picassos of the like

it looked to be carved by God's hand.

definitely a royal deity behind that door

she sheepishly knocked on the door

well "knocked" in heavy quotations because the moment her knuckles were a millimeter away from the door, a pale lanky vampire emo goth guy* opened the door.

[*not corey sadly]

he had sharp eyes and a piercing gaze, his skin was literally the color of illegal substances and he had long black wispy bangs framing his face. 

he wore a decadent suit, so prim and proper that it looked like a uniform

or some flamboyant fashion?

it was a bit dark academia-like but more flashy

"Greetings?" he had a outrageously noticeable accent, it sounded like a weird jumble of different dialects like French and Latin 

but it was rather charming

he looked at shishi as if she were scum

very accurate!

though, it didn't seem to be purposefully 

shishi has been shaking this entire time, she hadn't focused on anything until this man spoke

that's when she realized who she was dealing with

someone she marvels, Sebastian Michaelis! 

that accent, that specific accent could resurrect her any day

"uhh hello" her voice cracked.

she sounded like a accordion if accordions sounded bad

Sebastian studied her a bit more before replying, squinting at her dysfunctionality 

he had finished analyzing her and came to a conclusion.