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What Is It: the love lives of her employee and derp bro friend
Recipients: everyone in the city, yo
Hey, listen up, Splendor. I'm offering some pertinent information right here, so pay attention. All right? If you miss this, and later wonder about it, it's your own fault. Got it? Good.
I've got a grumpy employee with feminine bone structure and spoiled disposition. He's a prince, and I'm pretty sure he owns a very fat tabby cat by the name of Mr. Whiskers. If not, then I'm just guessing.
Anyways, he works at my store, has a sweet little sister, and the social skills of a brick wall. We need to fix that, don't we? So if any eligible young lad or ladies would like to have a chance at a night on the town with Lelouch (he prefers to be called Lucy), just come to Legionnaires' Book Shoppe to see him in action.
He'll be the one grumbling beneath his breath in the nerdy t-shirt.
Oh, and before I forget. Miss Euphemia? Someone liiiiiiiiiiiikes youuuuuuuuu. And if he doesn't tell you soon, I'm going to shout it over the seals. Got it, kid?
~ Nura Nal-Dox
Recipients: everyone in the city, yo
Hey, listen up, Splendor. I'm offering some pertinent information right here, so pay attention. All right? If you miss this, and later wonder about it, it's your own fault. Got it? Good.
I've got a grumpy employee with feminine bone structure and spoiled disposition. He's a prince, and I'm pretty sure he owns a very fat tabby cat by the name of Mr. Whiskers. If not, then I'm just guessing.
Anyways, he works at my store, has a sweet little sister, and the social skills of a brick wall. We need to fix that, don't we? So if any eligible young lad or ladies would like to have a chance at a night on the town with Lelouch (he prefers to be called Lucy), just come to Legionnaires' Book Shoppe to see him in action.
He'll be the one grumbling beneath his breath in the nerdy t-shirt.
Oh, and before I forget. Miss Euphemia? Someone liiiiiiiiiiiikes youuuuuuuuu. And if he doesn't tell you soon, I'm going to shout it over the seals. Got it, kid?
~ Nura Nal-Dox