OPEN | prompt one | RAIN

[wrens]

prompt one | R A I N I have been one acquainted with the night. I have walked out in rain - and back in rain. I have outwalked the furthest city light. I have looked down the saddest city lane.

 

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[backstreets]

[The hand at her earring is meant to attract his gaze there, look at the shape of her neck, her hair. Felix knows how it works, and it's not often he lets it work on him. If he likes a woman, he likes her with little preening (or talking, usually), and he likes her gone again as soon as he's done with her. Kookaburra isn't his type, as pretty as she is. Which is just as well, considering how useful she's turned out to be.]

You know what to do with it, I'll give you that.

[The waitress is back, delivering him a new drink, quicker than anyone else in the club is being served. There are perks to being Felix Laurens; there are perks to working for Felix Laurens. He wonders whose money paid for those pretty earrings, but if she earns it, he doesn't question what she'll do with it. The dress is a different matter.]

Don't worry. [He lifts the glass with half a smile, taking a sip.] I'll make sure it suits.