Inspiration || Anri

It had been a busy busy day. At least for him. He had to close his shop just to get himself some lunch. None of his employees had even bothered to show up, and for some reason everyone needed their orders completed immediately. But, he was starving and needed something to eat. He had gone to his favorite restaurant in some of his best clothes, receiving as many compliments as he usually did, maybe a few more. He handed out some business cards, enjoyed his lunch. Afterwards he stepped out into the cool afternoon sun and just smiled a bit, deciding to go for a walk to work off his lunch a bit. So he went through to one of his favorite places.

It wasn't long before he found himself daydreaming and lost in thought.At least, until he heard someone. Was he talking to him? The seraph snapped out of it a bit and turned to look at the approaching male. "Oh? Moi?" Anri let his blue-violet eyes drifting over the other male. He was quite well dressed. Fine fabrics. Though, he couldn't exactly place them either. "Puis-je vous aider? (can i help you?) Oh.. Forgive me... Is there, something I can help you with?"

"Oooh?" The violet haired male looked a bit surprised to be moved around a bit, making a noise here or there as he was moved. He blinked a bit at the other male as he moved about, and asked him to stay just like that for the time being. "Oui." He just watched the other male with some form of interest, blinking every now and then in curiosity. At least it wasn't a hard position to stay in. Perhaps he was an artist?

It didn't take too long before he was getting his picture taken. Now that was interesting too. It was just about as he was going to actually peek at the work that the other offered to pay for his time. "Oh nono. I wouldn't dream of it~ Hmm... I just came from lunch but... Perhaps dinner?" Anri gave the other male a charming little smile. "What is it that you're working on? Are you, an artist? Though... Your clothing looks hand tailored. Quite well done. Ahhh!" It was like some sort of realization just floated through his head. How he hadn't noticed any of it until right then was a bit beyond his mental reach. "Manners manners manners!" The male held out his hand with a bright smile. "Anri Desmarais~ Proprietor of 'La Violette'." It wasn't like his store was too well known, neither was his clothing line really, but, unknown to him, the two shared a single common connection when it came to their clothing. A very particular client that only allowed certain materials to touch his skin. "Perhaps you could be so kind as to show me some of your sketches? Perhaps come back with me and... oh.. Judging by your skill, I could really use your help."

"Très bon! Ahh! Merci beaucoup! I've fallen so dreadfully behind!" He bowed a bit and clasped Rayne's hand in his for a moment. "But of course! Of course! So long as I can work while you do so!" He mentioned about being a model again. It wasn't like he minded. He had a tendency to draw people in. The violet haired male smiled and continued to take Rayne's hand as he lead him towards his shop. It wasn't too far of a walk, though it seemed longer with how often people tried to stop him and talk to him, but still, he politely shooed them away or offered his business card as he walked on through.

Finally they reached the shop itself and he unlocked the door and flipped the sign to "Entre". As they entered, Anri stopped and looked towards his counter where a red haired boy sat flipping through the pages of what appeared to be homework. "Shi(shy)? What are you here for? I thought I told you to go home..." The boy shrugged, but didn't bother looking up. "Shi... I'm busy today! Occupé occupé! Go home!"

"Busy with who exactly?" The boy motioned to the empty store, but still didn't bother looking up. "Ya know, Anri... It'd probably be less stressful if you actually hired people..."

"Like you, petite fourmi(little ant)?" Anri shook his head and ushered Rayne farther in. "Just ignore him! Feel free to look around for a bit while I get set up."

"Oh? You did actually bring someone back with you... Is he your boyfriend?"

"Silencieux, petite fourmi!" Anri sighed a bit in some form of exasperation before mumbling to himself and throwing open the curtains behind the boy by the counter. "Do your homework, le fainéant(slacker)! No comics!" Anri pulled the comic book that had been hidden by the textbook. "Work!"

The kid stuck out his tongue and pouted a bit before looking back up towards the other male that had come in with Anri. "So.. Really. Are you his boyfriend or something? Anri's never actually brought anyone back with him before..."

"Occupe toi de tes affaires(mind your own business)!" Anri's voice could be heard from the back before he reappeared with a pair of black glasses on his face. "Back here if you would please, Monsieur Rayne."

"Ahh Merci~" Getting compliments about his store always made him quite happy. The other male then asked how he could help and a smile crossed his face. Anri motioned towards the rather messy work benches, covered in designs and patterns, sewing supplies, and fabrics. "I'm a bit behind... If you wouldn't mind helping me finish a few of these orders, I would be forever grateful." He moved over towards one of the tables and motioned to a few projects. "Simple enough these. Hemming mostly. Two wedding parties within the next week to alter for..." Okay, so his English wasn't the greatest...

"Ehh... Parlez-vous Français, Monsieur?" It would make his life quite a bit easier if he could just speak his native tongue to the other male.

"Anri! Customer!"

"Oui Oui..." The violet haired male sighed and made his way back out to the front of the store for a few moments to deal with the customer before he came back. "Ahh, Pardon Monsieur. Are my directions.. clear enough for you?" Not that it was too terribly difficult to take in a few dresses, but still, each tailor had their own special touch, a signature of sorts. Not that it really mattered. He trusted the other male's skills.