And We Will Wear Our Masks Again Out After Dark
Chapter 2
Poison, or so I was told his name was, was dressed in likable attire. He wore a plain shirt, and a black marching band jacket, left wide open like a set of double doors. His jeans were also black, accompanied by simple yet slightly mysterious dress shoes. Masked with a loose black mask, similar to my own, I approached him.
"Good evening," I greeted, but I didn't know if it was actually evening or morning or noon. I couldn't really tell. " I'm Ghoul. I will be your waiter tonight." Poison was beautiful.
He somewhat nodded, and replied plainly. "Okay," he paused. "Why are you staring?"
It occurred to me I had been examining his features for a very long time now. Blushing, I smiled. "There aren't many new guests visiting frequently. Consider yourself famous."
I handed Poison a glass of wine, and he immediatly took it. "Gimme that," he muttered. Such a stubborn man. He glanced around the room, his face going in various directions. A beautiful face, shaped with sharp edges and soft accents. He finally stopped at me, and from his lips, I could see something was wrong. They trembled.
"G-ghoul..." he spoke, quietly.
For a moment, the blood from his face seemed to flow out of his body. His veins seemed blue, in shock, and I became worried. Poison lifted his chin slightly higher, and his skin became paler and paler. "Poison?" I asked, concerned. He didn't move. "Poison!" I said a tad bit louder, and he had returned to his normal state.
"Poison..." I started.
He turned to me, allowing a smile to form on his face. It wasn't a happy smile, though. It was something I don't think I have ever seen before. "Wine, I need more wine."
I handed him another glass, and he downed quickly. "Damn, I hate these--"
I looked to him sincerely as he silenced himself. After a few moments, he started to speak again. "C-care to dance?"
Notes
new chapter c: let the frerard begin!
please go on!
4/27/14