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[liricamente]

Who: Miharu, Madam Red, Yoite (for now?)
What: yoite: *coughs blood*
miharu: *coughs blood*
madam red: YOU GUYS SUCK.
When: backdating tooooo yesterday evening, i believe?
Where: the apartment that Madam Red and Ciel share.
Warnings: god damn it

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[ripperwantstea]

Madam had just settled herself into a chair for her evening tea, when she heard the rapping at the door. She hadn't even gotten a sip in before sighing and setting the tea cup down, letting it clink slightly. It was probably just Ciel demanding to be let in, and she casually made her way to the door. Gently grabbing the knob, she turned and opened it.

"Honestly, can't you..." her sentence trailed off the minute her red eyes landed on Yoite and Miharu. Or, more importantly, Yoite holding a rather feverish looking Miharu. Nonetheless, she let out a gasp, and opened the door wider. "Wh-What happened..?!"

[liricamente]

"Make him better." His voice is less commanding then he'd like it to be, because it trembles, and he's feeling almost as vulnerable as Miharu looks. Still, there's a harsh edge to it.