[ evan sees him come in, hidden in a spot not quite in a corner, and grimaces.
the thing is, he doesn't have a particularly good reason to drag him out here. and the obvious fact that he dragged him away from a night out - clothes rumpled, shirt slightly open, makeup smeared in particular places giving that away dead on - make his palms itch. no decorum. no shame. nothing but money and broadcasting that money. it was why david showing up looking like a normal person the last time actually surprised him.
maybe he should just not find him. maybe he should just leave, and text him later, saying something came up, go back to whatever debauchery he was enjoying. but the idea makes him feel like a coward, so he gets up and heads to the bar, slapping down a bill as he gets there. ]
Surprised you managed to pull yourself away from the fun.
[ he sneers as he says it. the bartender, who knows him at least well enough to know what he drinks, pulls one without a word to him. it's why he doesn't pick up his change when it comes shortly afterward. ]
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the thing is, he doesn't have a particularly good reason to drag him out here. and the obvious fact that he dragged him away from a night out - clothes rumpled, shirt slightly open, makeup smeared in particular places giving that away dead on - make his palms itch. no decorum. no shame. nothing but money and broadcasting that money. it was why david showing up looking like a normal person the last time actually surprised him.
maybe he should just not find him. maybe he should just leave, and text him later, saying something came up, go back to whatever debauchery he was enjoying. but the idea makes him feel like a coward, so he gets up and heads to the bar, slapping down a bill as he gets there. ]
Surprised you managed to pull yourself away from the fun.
[ he sneers as he says it. the bartender, who knows him at least well enough to know what he drinks, pulls one without a word to him. it's why he doesn't pick up his change when it comes shortly afterward. ]