Having to spend a whole day with a single person was usually boring as hell. Almost every time it ended up with you avoiding that single person— Machi—and doing your own thing. But this time, you were leaning along the top banister of the second floor of new nightclub Feitan had wanted to try, twirling your drink and saying "blind and still no interested" in a bored tone to every slime ball that tried to hit on you while you waited for Feitan to return with more drinks.

It was so boring and sickening to be around other people when it stopped raining. All you could do was hear people, only to hear their animalistic side take over, rendering them back to the monkeys they evolved from when the mating season had arrived.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when a familiar body smell leaned on to the banister next to you. You had been ready to turn to whomever had come into your personal bubble and give your feelings about his long absence, but his words made you pause.

"A flower is at its most beautiful before it dies." The long-haired man spoke, as a smile lit up your face. You turned towards the familiar man standing beside you.

"Time loathes her and murders her slowly." You recited and the man smirked at your answer.

"You have been honing your Tao Cho literature." Feitan said, making you let out an amused chuckle.

"Where have you been? I'm another year older." You asked as the short man laughed back.

"Pretty girls would get the barkeep to serve them faster."

"Yes, but pretty blind girls would take twice as long just to find the bar." You both laughed a bit as you downed the drink in your hand and reached out for the new drink. "What do you think the others are doing?"

"Probably the usual. Chrollo is likely thinking something up for the next heist, Machi both missing you and still wanting to kill you for what you did, also Phinks has been asking about you and to hang out with you." Feitan listed off in a bored tone like he was talking about a usual family and not the most feared crime family of the city. You let out an amused laugh.

"That bitch can rot in pieces for all I care. I feel bad that she's so lonely, but I won't forgive her for literally blinding me. Move past, sure, but forgiveness is unnecessary," you said and Feitan nodded his head, indicating that he was not offended by your violent declaration.

"Tell Phinks I will try to spend time with him. But I'm more interested in another spider right now..." You hinted to him and Feitan nodded in understanding and moved closer. "By the way. What is this master plan of yours for tonight? Surely not to make me drink until I pass out?"

"No, its much more heinous than that." Feitan said to you as you made a mocking surprised face at him. You took a step towards his smell, took a gentle hold of his black tie and started to play with it absentmindedly. Slowly, you looked up forward, to what you assumed would be his face. Then, you took a swig of your drink and raised an eyebrow. "What? The artist wants to know my plans? What would possibly make her want to know what I'm scheming?"

"Who said it was you that had the scheme? Perhaps, it's been me all along."