Delirium (

The sound of a lighter flicking was the first indication that there was another presence in the alcove, quickly followed by a clearing of a throat.

Delirium stood a short distance away from her- well, his, for now- his brother-sister, dressed as one would expect a rich diplomat to dress; Armani suit, Italian leather shoes, topped off with a sweeping fur coat, gleaming black and utterly flawless. A similar jacket was thrust in Desire's direction, as Delirium took a puff off of her-his cigarette, idly blowing a smoke ring.

"I figured it was much too large a blow to your pride to purchase one yourself. 'Rather freeze to Death than accept this."

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