A Gift for Kaito [Backdated to the 28th]

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Neatly hanging on Kaito's door, a lovely laced affair of a satin dark blue dress hangs, enclosed in a shining white bag from the most expensive dry cleaners in Desai.

Attached to the hanger, a cream colored note is dangling with a deep red serpentine scrawl across it's crisp surface.

The note reads:
By some misfortune you left this beautiful piece of your wardrobe crumpled up in my bedroom.
The stains were apparently quite stubborn but the dry cleaner removed them.
Thanks for the pleasurable evening
-A.Crowley

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Coming home from school to something like that was... was... Let's just say, if Kaito's face turned any redder, someone would mistake him for having an apoplexy attack.

Ripping the hanger off his door and opening the lock faster than it took to search for his keys (picks were both handier and easier), Kaito zoomed into his home and slammed the door behind him. Then leaning back against the door, he tilted his head forward to reread the note's curled writing.

Anthony Crowley.

Kaito's face flushed red again. Damnit, he had a demon to excise.