Valentine: Hey Yuuuuujiiiiiiiii ( oTT ATT)o I'm booooreeeed. *tummy growl* ....and hungryyyyyy~~
Yuujirou: And this is my problem because...? ( ¬_¬)
Valentine: BECAUSE YOU LOVE MEEEE (≧∇≦)
Yuujirou: (¬_¬) No. I really, really don't.
You see people on the boardwalk all the time.
Ones you'd like to meet. Ones you like to look at. Charismatic people that you find yourself turning your head to look at as they go past. At times like that you should be wary. Moreover you should be glad that you are not the fixation of these people's attentions, because more often than not... you really don't want to be. Their allure is a tool; one that has been honed and developed into a fine art. It is used to ensnare and disarm and believe me when I tell you, Freddy is no different. Oh no. In fact... he's one of the worst for it. Beware, my friend. Beware the beautiful people on the boardwalk. It is a modern day hunting ground and you could be next.
He comes on cold, rainy nights. Nights where you know something is out there. Something that you can't see.
He's the chill on the back of your neck. The shiver that goes down your spine. He is the invisible man. Don't cross him. Don't look for him. Don't find him at any cost. The second he lets you see him, you'll rue the day you did. One look. One smirk. One droll, British remark. You're his or you're no one's from that moment on. Beware.
Beware... the London Fog.