péché le plus doux
A bottle of white, a bottle of red. Perhaps a bottle of rosé instead. The restaurant is a perfect place to pursue romantic interests and reminisce about long lost loves.
Basic Info
| Locale Type: |
Restaurant
|
| City: |
Paris |
| City Zone: |
MelvinMontant (Slum) |
| Management: |
Oceans |
| Quality: |
30 |
| Condition: |
perfect |
| Cash: |
1,884,272.50 M$ |
| Service Cost: |
1.00 M$ |
| Current storage size: |
777 of 15000 MU |
Note from the Management
I'm parched lips and fumbling words.
Swimming in disclosed desires and graceless hands that search desperately for the onetwothreefourfive of your fingers that mine have so clearly been created for. Paris is glowing yet it doesn't compare to the glow I'm exuding as our handsmouthsknees crash and ignite with each movement and motion. There is no space between us, only the secrets that we share and the heat that burns through skinandbones. I find solace and intensity, I find passion in every corner of your being as you let me in. I'm traipsing through these moments where I have memorised the contour of your lips, the curve of your spine and the way your heart beats next to mine.
Mine - where these moments fill it, till it tears and leaves me all exposed; heart and soul in your palms where I belong.
(because you are my destiny)
by Bérénice Clément