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𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥

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October 31st, 2019

Everyone ate in Silence, mostly because the food was so delicious. "Thanks for the meal Michael, I'm going to freshen up so we can go out." She skipped off into her room and shut the door, flicking the lock in the process. Blasting music from the phone Michael had gotten her, she quickly stepped into the shower while singing under her breath. Once done, the girl dried up and changed into her Devil costume. Which was pretty ironic, going out with Michael and all—especially since he had picked it out. It was on a rather provocative side as well, Michael was dressing up as an Angel. His costume was amazing and had just as much detail as hers. Her costume contained a bright red latex one piece, and crimson thigh highs with matching garters and a long scaled tail. After slipping on her black wings that were burned off at the tips and broken, she quickly braided her hair and pulled on a black long wig with bangs, along with her large horns. Just after she was done, Rose began on her makeup. It didn't take too long for her to finish, but she managed. Most of the hickies and bruises Richard left behind were faintly imprinted on her skin, but not too noticeable.

The only thing that was a bit in sight, was the scratch of his blade on her neck, but it matched the look. Stepping into her heels she came out of her room. Where Michael was already changed and waited quietly with the company of March and Richard who were all just exchanging a conversation. "Ah Rose, they'll be joining us as they are." Attention was turned to her, she felt a bit exposed but thought she looked decent. Richards eyes prowled over her body for a few seconds before a small grin sat on his lips, March smiled, "I hope we don't intervene with your plans." Rose shook her head and smiled back, "on the contrary, more people— more fun." She approached Michael and hugged him from behind, his flesh was cold to the touch, he had a large white cloth of silk covering half of his chest draped from his shoulder to where it wrapped down to his lower half covering his rear and front. His large wings dangled in four directions, they tickled her face. "Thanks for buying my costume." She mumbled, after admiring him. He sure was beautiful.

Richard looked off put by how close she was to Michael, but all he did was bring a cigarette to his lips. "Where are we going anyways?" Michael glanced up, "A party that some famous lady is hosting, I get on the list since a lot of them worship my dead beat of a father—you guys already look In costume regardless." He gestured to Richard and March while adjusting his hair. It touched below his chest now, Rose couldn't help but to stare in awe while putting on a coat that Michael had gotten for her. What was with Richard and Michael trying to get her to smell like them? Men were weird.
She smelled of expensive cologne, and Richards usual scent of cigarettes and anger. "We'll join for some time and then be on our way, Richie and I had plans—if you don't mind." March grinned cartoonishly.

Michael silently agreed with a gesture and made his way toward the door while lightly reaching for Rose's hand. Richard visibly clenched his jaw as he watched from behind, slightly narrowing his eyes while swallowing sharply. March noticed Richard stiffen up and chuckled under his breath.
It took a minute or two for them to be standing outside in the parking lot, "Well since you two will be leaving, I suggest we take separate cars— I wouldn't want any issues with security so your car will be parked down the street and you will get into our ride and I'll say you're my guest and there will be no questions." Michael held the cars door open for Rose and shortly watched her before looking back at Richard with a smirk. In the back of his mind, the curly haired male was glaring daggers into Michael. 'She's mine.' He thought, 'stop touching her.'

He nodded to what Michael suggested absentmindedly while still in his head, he wished he could stomp his head into the side walk and watch his teeth scatter over the pavement. "My my, what pretty thoughts you have." The blonde chuckled quietly, before getting into the car after Rose.

March stared quietly and nudged Richard before walking back toward his car, Richard followed and pulled himself into the vehicle before putting it into drive and blasting the radio. March was entertained by the scene unfolding before him, it was far more entertaining than being at the hotel and just threatening Sally into doing better. "It appears that Michael has struck a liking for Rose, how does this make you feel?" March asked with a sly grin, watching out his window as Richard followed closely behind the others car. "There's an uncomfortable weight at the bottom of my chest and stomach, tastes sour in my mouth and makes my throat feel like I have swallowed a battery." Richard replied wryly as he stared at the silhouette of the pair inside the car in front of them.

March stared at what Richard was looking at and reached for a cigarette, before carefully lighting it and inhaling and exhaling a quick puff. "Thats called jealousy my dear boy, a feeling that I am too familiar with." He extended his arm toward Richard, offering the lit up cigarette. Richard noticed and delicately took it off the others fingers before bringing it up to his lips and letting the taste of the nicotine linger with the bitterness of his jealousy. "I don't like it." He admitted, "I don't like acknowledging that it's jealousy either." The male exhaled and tapped his fingers against the steering wheel while taking a sharp turn. "No one does." March chuckled.

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Hello my darlings! Sorry for the wait on this update, I've sadly hit a bit of writers block but I always appreciate the patience you all have with me and these updates <3 I'll get my brain juices working again soon, and I'll be trying to update more regularly and not be all over the place. I hope you're all okay and taking it easy. As always, thank you so much for the support!

Kira.