nicolaschaudon‌:
date: february 2021 time: 11:17 pm location: church for: @nysawalsh​
Business was booming, mainly because he was capitalizing on people’s recent traumas that incentivize them to enter the club to search for a form of medicine to heal their wounds. Finding that his favorite bottle of whiskey was emptied out, Nicolas decided to sneak down to the club to get a new one. While he was usually seen at the club with his usual suit, he had a royal brocade burgundy robe curtaining his frame instead. His intentions of grabbing a new bottle and immediately going back to his room backfired when he spotted Nysa. “Which one of them let you in here?” he greeted her, eyes scanning behind her to demonstrate his act of searching for the working bouncers before completely settling on her. “I’ll be sure to lower their wage.” He relaxed his demeanor, a smirk forming at the corner of his lips. “Stay put. I need to let everyone here know to hold onto their items very tightly.” Â
Nysa was bored. That was a very dangerous thing for her to be and usually she could get into so many dangerous situations. Yet, Lethe was too terribly boring. Even the shades had only shaken things up for a little bit. She had a hard time feeding from others with the stupid rules from the council and sometimes she missed the feeling of manipulating and killing others to get what she wanted. Of course there was one other person who knew of her boredom and could relate. Nicolas. She knew he would be at his club, a place she did enjoy frequenting especially with the cute DJ and cute patrons. Especially drunk ones. It had been easy to charm her way in, some of the bouncers knew her and had heard stories from their boss and were therefore a little hesitant around her. But, it had been even easier to watch his office, to wait for him to vacate it and pour out the rest of his favorite bottle of whiskey and wait down at the bar for him. When she finally did draw him out, Nysa smirked when Nicolas finally caught sight of her. “Do be nice to them, they are much nicer to me than you. Careful, you might break my heart Nicolas.” She smirked, and leaned closer to him while she flout the rules by sitting on top of his bar. “Don’t you look handsome tonight. While I am a fan of your designer suits, I think I enjoy this look more.” She teased, her fingers sneaking towards his robe to pull at it. “It would look better on the floor though I suppose.” Nysa smirked and leaned back so he would see her full dramatic display. “It took you long enough to come join me. Finally got thirsty, did you?” She asked and smirked as she brought the bottle of his favorite whiskey from the bar stock to her lips, drinking straight from it.Â















