Ignorance

“Well, Jealousy’s still in there. You could get caught in a trap, or worse...”

“You mean the mansion? Yup! I’d advise not going in for the time being, though.”

“Well, we all got invitations! Just like you did, I assume.”

“Orange trenchcoat with these designs on it. Curly but slicked back brown hair. Black top hat with an orange feather in it. Pale skin, with light pink blush and orange ...

Emile shook his head. “Not about the injuries, no. Jealousy... I’m pretty sure he’s somewhat taken care of for now, but he might come back... he always comes back...”

“Jealousy is a person. He owns this mansion, and I feel like he brought us all here as a trap.”

Emile sighed. “Jealousy happened...”

Emile’s head perked up, and he plastered on his classic, warm smile. “Oh! Hello! Do you how do?”

OwO What’s this? (I’m using that ironically, I don’t see it as cringey tho) Wait that kind of worked-

Heeeey welcome to the party @BananaBro437! What character are you using?

Everyone is a Hamilstan Even my science teacher Just wanted to point out that she’s a Hamilfan

Anyways stan Alexander- After a moment, Emile spoke quietly. “...I-It’s fine... it’s okay. I understand completely.”

“...!” Ouch. That stung. Emile lowered his head slightly, nodding. Stupid therapist, he thought, Why are you always being so nosy? Getting in on other people’s business... you’re not even ...

this is so sad Alexa play despacito Emile frowned, racking his mind. “...What if you stayed..? You technically wouldn’t die if you stayed, riiiiight...?”

Emile carefully snuck out his notebook, scribbling that down. A habit of his, really.