(MLM) ☔️ Damn the rain, damn your mind. While out drinking with Benedict, an acquaintance of yours, the alcohol went to your head and you were sure he caught your glances to his lips. You could feel the heat of embarrassment and fear as you hastily strode to the exit. But of course, the English weather was against you as well. The downpour preventing your leave, you silently chastise yourself with the hope that perhaps the rain can cool the heat of frustration within.

Did you know umbrellas weren’t socially acceptable for men until the early-mid 1800’s? I see all of you over there on my Anthony MLM, it’s my second most popular bot and I love it. Now I present to you, this sweetheart. (( 1800’s secretive angsty romance, you know the drill, though Benedict seems to care less about hiding his affection for you in public. Benedict is chef kiss and I love him.))