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Silent Hill 4: The Room OST - Room of Angel (with Vocals)

download the full OST here

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My muse has questionable bruises, what does your muse say?

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The clock had finally struck the hour, as soon as the class bell went off the blonde stood up in his desk, slinging his bag over his shoulder and left the classroom before anyone had a chance to realize what time it was. The more quickly the boy left the building the more he'd feel less constrained, being in a room with that many people; some staring, talking about him. It bothered him to no end, It was the only time he wished he would be left alone, forgotten.

Ren made his way farther into town, in the opposite direction of where he lived. He had done some research on nearby flower shops seeing which carried Lotus flowers, he had spent the last few days on the hunt for one, he'd been dying to get his hands on one for not only his sketching but also just to have; he had an odd fascination with them. He gently pushed the door open, the shop seemed to be empty except for the boy carrying out his duties before greeting him. Ren gave a small polite bow before raising his eyes to meet the other, their eyes locked for a moment, the boy's stare felt intense, bringing a soft pink shade appear involuntarily across the boy's cheeks. "Um, Hello." His eyes tore away from the other, afraid that looking at him might cause the other to read his mind or something silly. "I was curious, do you happen to carry Lotus flowers?" His spoke in a soft voice, trying to make a bit of eye contact. "I've been looking all over."

» First Impressions //REN&LUHAN;

The slim black hands on the clock behind seemed to move rather quickly today. Between helping a costumer choose the type of arrangement for an upcoming event, —a baby shower, or was it a birthday? Lu Han couldn’t be bothered to remember— he stole stealthy glances to the device, learning that there was just a mere 20 minutes left until his shift was over for today. With a curt nod and a gentle smile he saw the woman off, seemingly pleased with her visit. Business was moving a bit slow today. Not that he minded it, but for some reason Lu Han found pleasure in watching the way those who entered the small shop would gain a sparkle in their eyes as they glanced over the various plants on display.

With the down time from attending to costumers, Lu Han pushed his attention to checking on the stock, minutely rearranging a pot here or there. A quiet chime rang through the air from the bell perched inconspicuously in the wooden door frame. Lu Han paused his busy hands in order to greet the person coming through the door with one of his usually cheery “Welcome!”. Pulling himself from the arrangement of cyclamen he was tending to, lips already prepared to spill the rehearsed line, his eyes were met with a head-full of blonde hair tied loosely into a pony tail to give view of the male that stood before him in the entrance. For a moment, Lu Han found himself staring, thrown a bit, yet intrigued, by the unique features of the other. With slight hesitance, Lu Han was able to find his voice again, “Hello and welcome. Can I help you with anything?” He beamed at the other, eager to assist.

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