[Crossover] The Best of Terrible Service

That rose tied with a black ribbon is always beaded with dew.

Its color is deep and intense, just like the heart of the little lover he raised and nurtured with all his devotion.

As if it wanted to suffuse the soul of whoever held it with every ounce of its life and fragrance,

sometimes jealousy turns it a dull red, almost the color of death.

A few things to know before reading

◆ The blurb is all made-up nonsense from Peeves (?).

◆ The target lies at the critical moment between naive ignorance and crushing guilt (?).