(Using Sebastian Stan as faceclaim!)
Philtrum Sweets Incorporated is a secret valentines organization. Their mission is to find every single ladies out there, the man they ever dreamed of with the help of a valentines detective agent. Nobody knows w...
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03. "Eggs, pancakes and a shirtless Romanian,"
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ESTINY HEARD HER DOOR UNLOCK. White, breakable eggs on both hands with morning glory at the sides of her eyes. Her eyes unbelievably a little puffy because it's morning. Everybody does have an experience with that, especially with the mind that was still caught up in her controversial dreams that she won't tell because a certain Romanian agent has been one of the characters in it.
She yawned, a hint of morning breath lingering on the tips of her slightly pointed nose. It was natural. Nevertheless, that natural circumstance could still make her scrunch her nose. What? You just don't wake up in the morning with minty breath. If that's what you're expecting to read, then you're in the wrong book.
Breaking the fourth wall, aye?
"Here I thought you left me for a man," Stephanie Jones came crashing in her humble abode, her hush whispers giving Destiny the power to guess that she knew she saw Stefan sleeping in the living room. Plump, rosy red lips puckered and slightly opened at its finest, seeming to look like an angel that has been fallen from above. His skin was gleamering in Destiny's eyes, soft even.
