53rd & 3rd

Killian Boivin-Thibault. 21y/o French-American hooker from Paris, who lives in Manhattan and loves to get high.

[killianthibault]

The neighbor who comes over looks eerily familiar yet killian can't place her, but he ignores it as he writes it of to the fact that they must've seen each other in the corridors of the building. Looking down to his key, he soon throws her a grin as he turns the key around to try again. It takes him a couple of tries, but eventually he manages to get it in. "Merci" he says as he opens the door, making his way into the building yet making sure he holds the door open for her until she's inside.

[killianthibault]

Im working on my replies and my intro right now and will post all of it later tonight but feel free to msg me to establish connections or plot <3

[killianthibault]

Maybe he was a bit too strung out and maybe that's why he couldn't quite get the key into the front door of the building and maybe, just maybe, he was the absolute worst at remembering numbers (what kind of trait is that for a rentboy anyways?) but the reason as to why wasn't really important as the fact that he was locked out from his apartment building well past midnight. Groaning, killian leaned his forehead against the door for a moment, letting his eyes close for a moment. "Neighbor!" he said as he swept around upon hearing footsteps approaching. "Could you like, 'elp me out?" He then asked with his french accent shining through due to how high he was.

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