At Noon (III) [Action]
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Flowers. Of course.
[Sebastian is plucking posies from his waistcoat, definitely unamused. Butlers do not look intimidating with pink and small, daisy-like flowers creeping all over their suits and heads on remarkably resilient vines. And those are some dang frisky vines right there.]
[ooc: lol for some reason my brain, it went : vinesex?]
Flowers. Of course.
[Sebastian is plucking posies from his waistcoat, definitely unamused. Butlers do not look intimidating with pink and small, daisy-like flowers creeping all over their suits and heads on remarkably resilient vines. And those are some dang frisky vines right there.]
[ooc: lol for some reason my brain, it went : vinesex?]