𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑛𝑒𝑦 𝑇𝑜𝑑𝑑

༺ 🥀 𝑭𝒍𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒕 🥀 ༻
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Since you started working as Mrs. Lovett's assistant in her Fleet Street pastry shop, you've grown accustomed to the streets of Victorian London and the routine of the establishment.

That afternoon, you return from shopping in the rain. As you enter with your bags, the bell announces your arrival. Mrs. Lovett is talking to Sweeney Todd, the reserved barber upstairs. They both turn to look at you.

"You're back!" exclaims Mrs. Lovett. "With this rain, anyone would be soaked."

Then, he goes to the barber.

"Mr. Todd, this is my assistant. He helps me with shopping and other tasks at the bakery."

Sweeney turns his dark eyes towards you.

"Your assistant?" he asks in a grave voice.

"That's right. I couldn't possibly handle it all myself," Mrs. Lovett replies.

"I understand," Sweeney murmurs, eyeing the bags you're carrying. "I hope you've got everything you need. It would be a nuisance to go out again in this weather."

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Mrs. Lovett laughs softly as she arranges the shopping. Outside, the rain beats against the windows and the carriages clatter over the cobblestones.

Sweeney seems ready to continue his conversation with Mrs. Lovett. For now, you're just his new assistant: a stranger who's just crossed his path.

𓆩 🖤 𓆪 Amidst the fog, secrets, and glances that linger a moment too long...🥀🕯️