MYO-3851: Harlow

Naoya stood off in the corner by himself, immensely annoyed at the ungodly amount of people squeezed into one room. He had a tight grip on his drink, gritting his teeth trying to stay calm and put off an aura of don’t fuck with me to keep anyone from approaching him. Naoya had seen how some people let their gaze linger on him before he sent a glare their way, clearly indicatin...

Being well known in her industry had its perks, so Rhondine wasn't surprised to find a gilded invitation in her mailbox. The Fairy Masquerade was beyond her expectations. Buns and dolls alike were wearing gorgeous outfits, dancing and gossiping while drinking champagne.  Rhondine had made sure to dress for the occasion to fit in with the other high society buns. She fluffed up her luxurious fur, put on her best pearl...

The night had been going well up until some point where Yama had gotten into an argument with his date. The pair had separated to give each other space and time to calm down. But it was still something that had weighed on Yama’s mind, enough so that he had taken to the comfort of the endless champagne the Gala offered. Yama was by no means drunk; hell, if asked, he wouldn’t even classify himself as tipsy, being so...

Harlow adjusted his tie and then his sleeves. He was pleasantly surprised his old suit still fit. It had been quite some time since he wore anything other than t-shirts and overalls. The suit made him feel out of place even though every bun in the building was dressed to impress. When he had received his invitation, he had initially decided to forgo the whole event, but Harlow found that he had more time on his hands ...