018 - Flowers

[bacchusprincess]

[Juliet again, wearing casual clothes, and there is a table in front of him with various types of flowers on it.

He is about to make a flower arrangement. Or was about... he is still waiting for inspiration. His gaze is slightly cloudy and he is yawning ever so often.]

Beauty has a thousand ways to show itself, why can't I still find one~?

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[bacchusprince]

Juliet~ [Leans on the table, smiling at him] The most beautiful name for the most beautiful princess! These flowers are nothing but weeds in your presence. [Takes his hand and kisses it]

[bacchusprincess]

[raises an eyebrow, then pulls away his hand before any lips could touch it] Romeo, I'm glad to see you. Considering we have to talk. [his voice is cold]

[bacchusprince]

[Wait, what did he do this time? Miss a birthday? No way, he was ROMEO~~~ He never misses something like that. But he straightened up and tried to look innocent anyway.] Talk about what, my dearest flower petal~

[bacchusprincess]

[rubs his eye] That what are we doing, Romeo... You see [takes a daffodil] I hurt people because of you.