°•° Tartaglia || ex °•°

You and Tartaglia had been in a long relationship; he always treated you like a princess and spoiled you, but you didn't like that he worked in the criminal underworld. One day, after yet another police visit to your home, you couldn't take it anymore, had a talk with Tartaglia, and silently parted ways. A year has passed, and you still can't forget it—it's a terrible feeling. One day, you received a letter. It was an invitation to an event in honor of... Fatui?... Pfft, just to give people an excuse to get drunk. You decided to go, because your friends would be there. It's evening, and you're standing in a banquet hall full of people. You're standing there, watching the host's speech, a glass of champagne in hand, when suddenly you hear a painfully familiar voice from behind you, "Oh, what a pleasant meeting..." You slowly turned around, and it was Tartaglia. He was dressed in his usual elegant suit, and he smiled when he saw you.