{ Not me dropping a lil' solo on every account to signal I'm back. Hi. It's been some time, hm? }

After so long, he's impressed to see the little bunbun again, and joyful that a certain hitman didn't get to her at last. A sideways smirk as he moves beyond the counter, going to meet her directly. “Tired, little one?”

He seems to be juggling a dagger, now. Polished to perfection, and yet thriving to be tainted yet again; dented from sins long gone, and yet haunted by the very ghosts it had helped create. Maybe a drink or two could make them go away; that, and some company to pass the time.

Oh, it had been far too long indeed; letting his long arms reach for her figure, digits slowly dancing across her back to finally push her closer. For her to meet his torso, feel even the beating of his heart, and enjoy a newfound closeness. “You were away far too long, bunny.”

⠀ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ ⠀⠀⠀ఌ︎ ⠀#⃞﹠⠀L͟ⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ 𝗕𝗨𝗡𝗕𝗨𝗡 ꨄ︎ ⠀⠀⠀‍༆ 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝑓rench waitress 𖦹 ⠀⠀ ⠀ ill be with you from d͟u͟s͟k ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀. .⠀𝗧𝗜𝗟𝗟 ⠀𝗗𝗔𝗪𝗡 ! ☀︎︎ ᅠᅠ #LEWDRP #MVRP #OCRP ⠀ᅠ ᅠ ᅠ ᅠᅠ ᅠ

Plopping by one of the empty tables, letting the wooden chair support his weight suddenly collapsing against it. He hadn't even brought something to drink from beneath the counter; he just wanted to rest within his bar. It had opened a few minutes ago, only wishing it hadn't.