+ angelina | P

@d. angelina Yuta has two elder sisters and a younger brother. All of them are extremely exhausting. They constantly play pranks on him and his sisters keep putting make-up on him. His parents just watch and laugh. Yuta had had enough! Yes, he was vastly more mature than other fairies his age... but he had feelings, and they were driving him insane. They always for having to schedule the 'counseling' appointments with troubled fairies in need of chatting. And since he was - kind of - attending the university in town anyway... he decided to go live by himself!

So Yuta packed his tiny bag and set off in search- and he found the perfect place. A cat flap for easy entry and exit, nice, bright, clean... Yuta got to work immediately, breaking a small hole into the wall behind the couch and then started cleaning the hollow area inside. Next was furniture, a wardrobe, a desk, a chest of drawers, a bookshelf... he even re-routed some spare electric cables so he could charge his miniature electronic devices. The whole process took several days and were at multiple occasions almost thwarted by the cat. So, Yuta added a door he could lock from the inside. That cat paw reaching into his living room was scary.

--- a couple months later ---

Yuta had stopped going grocery shopping and helped himself to tiny bowls aka droplets of milk, pieces of cereal, a fruit here and there... A few funny events had happened as well. Once he was buzzing around in the living and fell asleep on a cushion when the front door suddenly opened! He hastily hid in the chandelier and somehow... the woman didn't notice. Another time the woman opened the room to a door, smacking Yuta in the face. He fell to the floor, disoriented, but again... like a miracle, she didn't notice.

Now, however, things were a bit trickier. He had been so sure the woman wasn't home so he crawled out from under the coach and flew to the front door, ready to go out. He had just gone through the cat flap... and he was faced with two slender legs. Yuta slowly raced his head, his heart pounding. Rule number one of fairy house-crashing: don't get caught. Yuta let a shriek in surprise and flew backwards but the cat flap had closed and he just bumped into the wall. He didn't know what to do.

"Ah..." He flushed. "H-hello"

@g. matthew gray with the email sent and dusted with, angelina stretched her arms upwards to loosen the knots in her shoulders and rolled them right after before getting up from her office chair to grab a cup of water, feeling like she had not hydrated herself enough. taking a look around her penthouse, she had wondered how much she had worked on this business to get this far. sure she had a good enough customer bases to help tide her business over for a good year but with this contract from the club, she could see extending having this business for another year if everything went well. "i hope all is good..", she mumbled to herself, walking back to her office table with a cup of water in one hand and another hand resting on her hip. Just as she reached, a loud ping was heard and her finger nimbly reached down to click on the new reply, noting that it was a reply from the club owner once again.

With a grin on her plump, rosy lips, she took her seat almost instantly and placed her cup besides her laptop, typing away at the keyboard just so she could confirm the delivery and the meet-up. After all, she had been curious how this owner looked like.


receipient: *email address*
subject: RE: Order Form #0478

Good evening too!

I'm equally pleased to hear back from you, this soon. It is a definite yes to have you pick them up in person. Is tomorrow possible since for the day after, I would not be available. In any case do you need to reach me sooner, this is my number: *insert work mobile number*

Looking forward to meet you!

Best Regards,
Angelina Danilova
Founder of Lova Lingerie
*address put in here*

@g. matthew gray burning the night away while struggling to fulfil orders was next to having a terrible hangover. it wasn't a great sense of satisfaction but she'd do anything to stay afloat in this city. it was already hard having to meet end to end and to pay her worker's salaries. on top of that, there were taxes to do. she was fortunate enough to have been born into a rich family and also to be able to do what she felt she wanted to do according to her passion. at first her parents urged her to go the common path such as doctors, lawyers, accountants and so on. all the high-flying jobs for sure. but she didn't wanted to go down those paths at all and eventually managed to change their minds and even explained with a powerpoint presentation on why she should be pursuing a whole different career.

there was this one last email she had to finish up before calling it a day; the owner of the burlesque club. Which was pretty much down at town by thirty minutes' drive if she wasn't wrong. Going to the email app on her laptop, she double clicked on it and scrolled through the multiple emails before finding it, identifying it by the title of the emaill being addressed. of course, she clicked on it and opened it up, pressing onto the reply button before typing out a reply:


to: *youremailaddresshere*
subject: Order Form #0478
Hi Sir,

Your orders for the ier lingerie had been done and is ready to be either picked up or delivered. Do let me know your preference of collection asap so i could arrange the necessary transportation so your girls could have them soon.

Best Regards,
Angelina Danilova
Founder of Lova Lingerie
*address put in here*