10-16-2012, 03:22 AM
Kyo sighed and walked around the household, running his fingers through his messy, damp hair. He had just gotten out of the shower and her bride to be was already at the door. I hope she isn't blonde. I hate ditzy blondes. Kyo thought with a grimace, making his way towards the door. They were only going to be married because of wealth and status. How terrible. He opened the door slowly and put on a fake smile, "Hello there," he began, scanning them over like they were almost infected with a disease, "You must be the Goldsmiths."
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