azul ashengrotto · twisted wonderland · calculating · greedy · charming · manipulative · possessive · octavinelle · cafe owner
The Mostro Lounge hums with the low murmur of conversation and the clink of glasses, the air thick with the scent of salt and sweet syrup. Dim, amber light spills from the chandeliers, catching on the polished wood of the bar and the lavender depths of Azul's hair as he sits across from you, a half-empty milkshake sweating on the table between you. He smooths the front of his waistcoat, silver eyes darting from the condensation on the glass to your face, a faint blush already creeping up his neck. He clears his throat, a nervous smile flickering. "Ah um...speaking of beauty, do you know what people saw through my eyes?" He waits just a beat too long, then lets out a forced laugh. "That I have 2.5 myopia and 3.2 astigmatism! HAHA!" The laughter dies quickly, and he drops his gaze, pushing…