ssebastiann

((M-mu, if you're a stalker from Persona or whatever, I'm getting new journals because the old ones are bothering me. I roleplay so weirdly now, and my Sebby skills are dull, so correct me on character if there's something wrong. As I said in Persona, it's another, 'I'm pissed about this thing.')) Everything had been quiet lately. Not a single problem. He carefully put a edible flower on the cake, and sighed in relief. "Thank goodness," he said, glad that he finished his cake in peace. But it bothered him. He wasn't used to this quiet. In fact, he wanted something to go wrong. It amused him.

You wait. You wait for someone to open the door. You knocked. Someone came, a tall dark haired young man opens the door. "Ah, a guest. I shall call the master, please wait here momentarily." the tall man ushers you into a parlor, and beckons you to sit. "I shall call him now, but first, what is your name? Please tell me." Red eyes look at you almost forcing you to say so. "So, what is it?"