Elisa Day

Stop and smell the roses.

. @UnnamedTragedy Her shoulders relax once he's given permission and she pulls the pencil out from behind (cont) tl.gd/n_1so9u2o

In other news.. ♫ spoti.fi/1NqOKGC

- @UnnamedTragedy "Order in." Eliza drops off the ticket and puts the coffee pot back on the warmer. She (cont) tl.gd/n_1snvfpk

.@UnnamedTragedy "Well, there's two places." In the time that she hesitates, there's a brief flash behind (cont) tl.gd/n_1snv6a5

// ~ and forgive me my typos, as I forgive typos written out to me.

(@UnnamedTragedy) The voice matched his face entirely; something akin to a Johnny Cash ballad on a warm (cont) tl.gd/n_1snu6gt

#FF @UnnamedTragedy open.spotify.com/track/53tKP… 🌹

(@UnnamedTragedy) There are such a thing as cursed melodies. Combinations of notes that turn and twist the (cont) tl.gd/n_1snt4sm

A new song is starting. Pardon the dust as this account is flipped.

*spits out a fingernail*

I'm never hungry.

*huffs and has one of Mrs Lovett's WORLD FAMOUS PIES on the stair*

“@The_Whip_Hand: I fear the rate at which John's moustache is growing... http://t.co/bJzVWe4vPi” Get him in my chair.

YOU SIR. How about a shave? @DIRupertPenrose

Is it the smell? *sniffs self*

Free facial treatment for my first customer today. Because it is Saturday and I.. haven't had a customer all week.

I want you bleeders!

“@Insp_Lestrade: I could do with a shave...” *dusts off chair*

I have to fight the urge to break into song. Frequently.