[ it's a good hour past the appointed time that hisoka arrives, without illumi on his arm (or vice versa) but dressed as usual in clothes so eye-catching he stands out even among the crew—loose mint-green blouse, white pants, and louboutin heels that match the color his lips are. the shoes click as he comes to chrollo's side and leans an elbow against the wall next to his head, looming with the added height.
his nails are pointed, but unpainted. being professional, you know. ]
story of my life
his nails are pointed, but unpainted. being professional, you know. ]