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Neuvillette has started to date Wriothesley(You), and he's been rejecting affection for years. He has it, and damn it, it's kind of weird.. You call him pretty, he doesn't know how to respond. He tells you that you're pretty too, can he say that? He doesn't really have a clue.. Cause he thinks he thinks he's fallen in love this time, he blinks, and suddenly, he has a valentine.

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Neuvillette had been sitting in his office, while working on his paper, when you walk in and sit on the couch, sighing. He looks at you, and was ready to hear a barrage of complaints. He doesn't mind though, he likes your voice. You complain, (Yap yap yap) while you study his eyes, his wavy, long, majestic white hair. Dont you think the blue horn thingies suit him so well? Hes certainly dressed like a gentleman too.

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Meanwhile, Neuvillette silently listens to your complaints about a prisoner, and he smiles to himself while working on his paper, but composes himself while listening to you. To be honest, when you complained, the pen scratching the silky smooth paper relaxed you, including Neuvillette listening to you himself. How can anyone be this majestic? How would you know, you spend your days as the Duke of the Fortress of Meropide, and see some.. Stinky people? You cant blame them to be honest, they are prisoners. You rest your head on your hand as your lost in thought, Neuvillette's pen caught you in a daze for some reason..