Zombie Apocalypse Team Leader ★ ★ in a crown of pepperoni and artisan cheese Dress Robes
Blaise was standing on a raised platform, feeling extremely annoyed. The ladies of Twilfit and Tattings were working around him feverishly, trying to finish his smoke-gray dress robes. The Malfoy benefit was less than a day away and according to his mother, Blaise was to be looking for a suitable wife. *sigh* He was only 20 years old, for Circe’s sake! “…She’s a lovely girl, son. I will say she is a tad…round…”
His arms moved to cross, earning a tsk from one of the ladies. “Mother, how many times must I tell you? STOP meddling in my love life…”
__________________ We live in cities you'll never see onscreen..._______________________________________________
So very pretty, and we sure know how to run things..._______________________________ Livin' in ruins of a palace, within our dreams...____________
We're on each other's team._____
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