Vampire!! Palaye Royale Preferences

First Meeting

Remington

Your shoes click as you walk the sidewalk downtown, the sounds of cars  and chatter fill your ears as you stroll to your favorite place in town for lunch; The Dough-licious Pizzeria on the corner of Cherry and West Street. It was chilly days like this you were so thankful your favorite pizza joint was only a block away from where you work, and even closer to your home so you could drop off the left overs of the large pizza you were soon to consume a few slices of. As you round the corner the beautifully mouth watering smell of Dough-licious' homemade pizza hits you and sends you strait to heaven. You enter the pizzeria with a smile and greet your neighbor who's working the counter. "Hey, what's up Katriella?" "Oh, y'know, just training dragons how to evenly cook a pizza with their fire breath, the usual." "Ah, I see. Well I hope I'm not interrupting and putting you in any grave danger." "Oh no, no of course not. So Y/N what will it be today? The usual?" "As always Katriella, but I'll take a green tea instead of a lemon iced tea this time." "Oooo switching things up. I like it Y/N, I like it." You smile as you banter with Katriella,  she hands you your tea and you open it, taking a small sip before taking a seat by the window, waiting for your pizza. The hungrier you got the more time seemed to slow, you really only had to wait 15 minutes,  only a couple people had ordered after you. Finally you grabbed your pizza box and sat down again when a male voice spoke in the mostly quiet pizzeria, "To Y/N with lots of love~Katriella. Uh, I don't know who Y/N is but I think I have your pizza." The male says with a chuckle. You opened the pizza box in your hands, nope, not your pizza. "I'm Y/N. I think I might have your pizza." "I'm Remington and I'm pretty sure this is yours." He says as you trade pizza boxes. You smile at the handsome stranger and he smiles back before speaking again "That's a cute note. I wish I was written cute notes by pizzeria ladies." He says with a chuckle. You giggle, "Well I'm not exactly a pizzeria lady but here," you take the pen from the counter and write on his pizza box Thanks for not stealing my pizza kind stranger, very much appreciated. :) ~Y/N . You put the pen back on the counter and shoot Remington one last smile as he looks at the note, and glances back at you you're already headed out the door, back into the chilly street, to start your walk back home, pizza in hand and the image of Remington the handsome stranger in your mind.

Sebastian

Twas a rainy day in March, the sky was a dull, uninspiring grey as the water droplets from the clouds rained down on earth like salty kisses. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. The rain beats on your umbrella as you stroll through the barren city streets, a delicate smile gracing your face, as rain was your most favorite weather. With a bit of spring in your step you continue on down the sidewalk begging to hum a tune, which soon turns in to singing, "I'm singing in the rain~" your eyes seem to smile as you sing, gleaming with happiness as you begin to twirl and dance around to your little song. "Just singing in the rain, what a glorious feeling I'm happy again~" Sabastian gazes at you, a delighted smile on his face as he watches you in your beautiful and blissful songbird state. "That was wonderful." He calls out to you from the other side of the street, cigarette in his hand, standing under the awning of the hotel he happens to be staying at. Your head snaps towards where this new voice was heard. "Oh, thank you. Sorry to come along just dancing through." You speak delicately with a smile as a pale pink starts to flood your cheeks as the rain floods the street drains. "Oh no, don't be sorry. Made me smile." He replies kindly, taking a drag off his cigarette and elegantly lets out a breath of smoke. He was just so, elegant, so charming, yet somehow kind of bad, or mysterious. This man intrigued you, so you sent him a warm and gentle smile. "I'm Y/N, and I'm glad I could make you smile.The man waves you over to stand with him, of course you do so." "My name is Sebastian, and I'm glad I get the pleasure of meeting such a beauty like you." He spoke with a smirk, swiftky grasping your hand in his own, bringing to his lips and planting a cold and tender kiss upon the back of your hand. You feel your heart flutter and your cheeks burst into flames as they're tinted a hint of vermillion. "I hope we can meet again sometime soon Y/N." He speaks, your hand still being held in his. "I'd like that opportunity very much Sebastian." Your smile grows, this charming man wants to see you again, how beautiful, how exciting! "Could you leave me with your number before we part?" He asks kindly, a smile playing at his lips, his eyes dreamy and bright. "Of course!" You're reply is quick and nothing short of excited, he let's out a chuckle as he hands you his phone and you enter your number. "Until next time Y/N..." Sebastian says in conclusion, planting another sweet kiss upon your hand. "Until then Sebastian. I'll be expecting your messages." After a moment you two part ways, a smile gracing your lips, and a small smirk playing on his. You really would be waiting.

Emerson

You sit in the park, your blanket sprawled out in the grass, your camera in your hand, for it was a most perfect day to be outside, a most perfect day to sit in the sun, to people watch, to take time and simply photograph this beautiful little place. You snap pictures of plants, of people, of pets, and of the sky and sun itself. Here you are, getting lost in your art when a small group of boys spark your intrest, as they amble across the park, instrument cases in hand. You get up from your perch, your sweet little blanket in the grass, and go to chit chat with said boys who have caught your eye, but upon closer look it seemed like they were on a mission, so you simply watched and waited. About half an hour later their instruments are all set up and you finally dawdled over, they began to perform, you picked up your blanket and other items and set up close to the gazebo in which they played from. You sway to the music happily, they sounded absolutely wonderful. You watched their little performance admiringly. You absolutely adored the show they put on. They were surly mesmerizing, but one really caught your eye. He looked to be the youngest 16 or 17, right around your age, he played the drums, and he had an absolutely enchanting smile. You had to admit, he was very attractive. As their small concert ended their singer sent you a smile and hopped off "stage". "Hey! Thanks for sticking around and watching us perform! It means a lot!" "Oh, um, of course! I enjoyed it very much, you guys are really great!" You smile at him. "Oh, I'm Remington by the way, the guitarist is my older brother Sebastian, and the drummer is our little brother Emerson." "It's great to meet you all! I really like your sound, you play very well." Sebastian begins to speak, "So can we call you a fan?" He says smirks. "Hmmm, yeah well I guess you can. But only if I can be your number one fan." "Well who else would be?" Remington says with a small laugh. "Certainly our most lovely fan." Emerson finally speaks with a smile that manages to be both shy and confident all at once. A splash of pink paints your cheeks. "Oh thank you Emerson. You certainly are the most lovely drummer I've encountered." You playfully respond with a sweet smile. His cheeks erupt into a dusty rose color in response. "Can I get a picture of you three?" You ask, holding up your camera. "Only if you send it to us!" Remington says excitedly, "And if we can get a picture with you as well." Sebastian chimes in. "Deal and deal!" You agree, snapping a few pictures of them, you take a quick selfie with them before asking a kind passerby to take a proper photo. "I had a really wonderful time. Thank you so much guys." You thank them, today had been more than you ever thought and you couldn't have asked for more. "And thank you for hanging out with us." Sebastian thanks. "I'm afraid I should be heading home soon, but I really did enjoy today." Emerson chimes in once again, a hopeful expression on his face as he speaks, "You'll stay in touch right? I'd love to do this again- we'd love to do this again. I mean, you are our number one fan after all." "Of course Emerson. I promise we'll get together again sometime soon." After exchanging numbers, creating a group chat, and saying your goodbyes you hug each of the three males, hugging Emerson last, and for a little bit longer. You couldn't wait to see the beautiful quiet drummer again.

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Xoxo Rebel 12/4/18