Grell Sutcliff ✇ 006
Who: Grell, Madam Red
Where: Groznyj Grad
Style: First
Status: Semi-open, others that have any reason to be with Grell are welcome to join, just let me know first ♥
[The room is quiet. An awkward silence, in fact. Grell Sutcliff doesn't know quite how to start a conversation with his former mistress who still believes that she is his current mistress and accomplice. He stares at her, his eyes moving from her hair to her lips to her dress. She was still as captivating as ever. The only woman who could so effortlessly pull off that breathtaking color. But, just knowing that she had such weak human emotions was enough to kill any love he had for her.]
[He sighs and runs a finger through his hair, the split ends far too noticeable for his taste.]
[He couldn't tolerate this silence any longer. It was deafening. But, honestly, he didn't want to be the first one to speak. So, he crosses his legs and folds his arms, leaning back in his chair, and waits for Angelina to make the first move.]
Where: Groznyj Grad
Style: First
Status: Semi-open, others that have any reason to be with Grell are welcome to join, just let me know first ♥
[The room is quiet. An awkward silence, in fact. Grell Sutcliff doesn't know quite how to start a conversation with his former mistress who still believes that she is his current mistress and accomplice. He stares at her, his eyes moving from her hair to her lips to her dress. She was still as captivating as ever. The only woman who could so effortlessly pull off that breathtaking color. But, just knowing that she had such weak human emotions was enough to kill any love he had for her.]
[He sighs and runs a finger through his hair, the split ends far too noticeable for his taste.]
[He couldn't tolerate this silence any longer. It was deafening. But, honestly, he didn't want to be the first one to speak. So, he crosses his legs and folds his arms, leaning back in his chair, and waits for Angelina to make the first move.]