𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel.

Just 𝐔𝐒, @ANGELUSKlSS, no more —- no 𝙡𝙚𝙨𝙨, &&. I kissed you and 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃 you. . .

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

“ Masquerade!
Paper faces on parade . . .
Masquerade!
Hide your face,
So the world will
Never find you. “

A literate, gender-bent portrayal of The phantom of the opera.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

There was a small smile as she hears the familiar tune. As she calls for her the woman takes a few steps to meet the woman.

She then bends down, quite a bit, to rest her head on Christine’s shoulder.

“Mon coeur …” she’d mutter softly.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 muse. @ANGELUSKlSS]

Nimble feet slowly making its way closer to Erika, a low, soothing hum of a melody fills the air — reassuring and loving.
“ Mon ange, “ she says; voice tender and welcoming, waiting for the other’s approval to hug her.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

Yes indeed she would.

She needs Christine right now.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 muse. @ANGELUSKlSS]

Oh, her poor Angel . . .
Would she like a hug?

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

She’s tired.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

She could say the same about the soprano.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

The woman stopped as she was caught red handed.

“Ah…Carlotta. It’s ( you ).”

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

She’s—-around.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

Woman took off her wig and brushed it out.

“How did rehearsal go? Think you need some more practice, mon ange.”

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

“ And I Kissed You. ”

Starter for @ANGELUSKlSS

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

To step off her ledge.

It was the end of the rehearsals, she had spent the entire time watching Christine working.

When it was done she made her way to the dressing room. Awaiting the brunette woman.

When the door opened and closed she’d watch for a bit as the +

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

||back bitches and we are in full swing @ANGELUSKlSS better be ready. The gays are back ��

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

Oh…..

She wasn’t expecting that but she’s catching her nonetheless.

“Well hello to you to, my songbird.”

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 muse. @ANGELUSKlSS]

Swoons into @OperaticCroon’s arms.
Dramatically, of course. For the theatrics.

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

They can just take what they want that she’s worried about.

“I am yours as long as you’ll have me, cherie.”

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 angel. @OperaticCroon]

Well that was a rare sight, saved for Christine and Christine alone. She was the only one who ever managed to get under the cold ghosts skin.

“And how goes practice?”

She knows she Christine loves her, it’s not her she’s worried about it’s stupid men believing that +

[𝐇𝐄𝐑 muse. @ANGELUSKlSS]

Whenever Erika smiles, it always brightens her day. How pretty she is, especially when she smiles.

“ Practice and visits to Mama Valerius, my love.

And, assuredly, I promise you with my heart and soul the only being I ever want to captivate will always be you. “