I DID IT MY WAY, BABY!

thought i heard something, all good in there? - @presidentnocturne

(ross appears in the doorway of his office, looking sort of sheepish and cradling their fist, as though they’ve just hit something too hard and they’re regretting it.) sorry, just… i’ll keep it down.

[nocturne has his seemingly eternal thermos of coffee and wry smile with him.]

no worries, i think most people have other places to be right now. were they...bothering you again?

mmmhm. ruined a perfectly good lunch break. i just- (she sighs, rubbing at her knuckles again.) i don’t understand why mocking me in public is suddenly so- appealing to them.

they're...awfully good at sensing what they can use, i think. i mean well- not like it does anything or- i don't really know what they're trying to get out of it but...

[he trails off]

(he nods, face setting into a fixed impassivity as he recalls exactly how they’d used it on noc, how the desperation had possessed it- how that same feeling had swept over her.)

…it’s unsettling how hard they try. but i suppose- well- public opinions will be public opinions, and evidently i haven’t been forceful enough to shift them away from that particular.. habit. maybe it’s because i’m, well. new. fresh meat.

[nocturne is doing a very good job of not looking too closely at ross and also not trying to think of, well, anything. it doesn't matter.]

they latch on quick. i can see into getting some more security if you want

…i’d appreciate that. thank you.

(they pause for- far too long before nodding stiffly and turning to go. god, he’s gonna have to start doing more work in the privacy of his own home if he keeps having weird fucking encounters with his opponents like this. …and the stalkers, too. obviously.)

thought i heard something, all good in there? - @presidentnocturne

(ross appears in the doorway of his office, looking sort of sheepish and cradling their fist, as though they’ve just hit something too hard and they’re regretting it.) sorry, just… i’ll keep it down.

[nocturne has his seemingly eternal thermos of coffee and wry smile with him.]

no worries, i think most people have other places to be right now. were they...bothering you again?

mmmhm. ruined a perfectly good lunch break. i just- (she sighs, rubbing at her knuckles again.) i don’t understand why mocking me in public is suddenly so- appealing to them.

they're...awfully good at sensing what they can use, i think. i mean well- not like it does anything or- i don't really know what they're trying to get out of it but...

[he trails off]

(he nods, face setting into a fixed impassivity as he recalls exactly how they’d used it on noc, how the desperation had possessed it- how that same feeling had swept over her.)

…it’s unsettling how hard they try. but i suppose- well- public opinions will be public opinions, and evidently i haven’t been forceful enough to shift them away from that particular.. habit. maybe it’s because i’m, well. new. fresh meat.

thought i heard something, all good in there? - @presidentnocturne

(ross appears in the doorway of his office, looking sort of sheepish and cradling their fist, as though they’ve just hit something too hard and they’re regretting it.) sorry, just… i’ll keep it down.

[nocturne has his seemingly eternal thermos of coffee and wry smile with him.]

no worries, i think most people have other places to be right now. were they...bothering you again?

mmmhm. ruined a perfectly good lunch break. i just- (she sighs, rubbing at her knuckles again.) i don’t understand why mocking me in public is suddenly so- appealing to them.

thought i heard something, all good in there? - @presidentnocturne

(ross appears in the doorway of his office, looking sort of sheepish and cradling their fist, as though they’ve just hit something too hard and they’re regretting it.) sorry, just… i’ll keep it down.

#the people’s president #memos

fine, i'll leave you alone, darling. you need some time to yourself, if you know what i mean.

n- no, i do not. …i really should figure out a security detail, jesus.

you're so needy, i can tell. and you're doing such a good job, you should get a reward

i’m d- oh, fuck off, i am not doing anything for you.

#memos #the people’s president #enough to make a girl blush

not my fault you get flustered so easily

CAN A MAN NOT EAT THEIR FUCKING SUBWAY IN PEACE.

#memos #the people’s president #enough to make a girl blush

it must be sooo hard doing all this campaigning. i could help with that, baby. it'll feel good...you won't have any room left in that pretty head to be worrying about anything

i- uh- god i did not sign up for this what the hell

#memos #the people’s president #enough to make a girl blush

don't sound so annoyed, handsome <3 pent up, huh?

WH. D. JESUS CHRIST I’M JUST TRYING TO HAVE MY LUNCH BREAK

#memos #the people’s president #enough to make a girl blush

hellooo mr. to-be-president ;)

sigh. hello. again.

#the people’s president #memos

not married for long i bet...plus you've seen her, probably down bad enough to spread its legs if you ask

fucking hell- president nocturne is a human goddamn being, and so is its wife, and so am i. their marriage is their business, and my life is my own, okay? shoo.

you want that presidentussy gayboy

don’t you have ANYTHING better to be doing. it’s nearly one in the morning. …i do not, and president nocturne is married. there.

bitch

gee, thanks.

jesus FUCKING christ you weren’t kidding they’re all over you - @p-ross

ah- hey ross. yeah this is...well, a bit more than i usually get.

[he laughs, somewhat awkwardly, still slightly flushed]

i mean- you’re, uh, plenty appealing and all but i thought you meant, like, a few catcalls on the street, not people trying to break in? should i call security??

(she doesn’t know why she’s bothering when it seems like this is almost routine for noc, but the fervency in his eyes is- oh. oh, that’s not quite panic, is it. interesting.)

i'll...have it handled, thank you.

[he runs a hand through his hair. ross is...not exactly a calming sight, but something he can redirect his attention to. away from...whatever that was.]

i hope that didn't distract you.

#knife or stone #enough to make a girl blush

oh, no, i was just. well. going to leave, but it’ll have to be a few minutes.

(they smile, as calmly as they can, at it, watch it pick itself up and put itself back together, the model politician restored. all the while, his heart stutters in his chest, an unnameable feeling sitting heavy in his stomach. i know. it’s unapproachable, untouchable, and yet. noc’s face, reddened, open with shock and hunger, swims in the forefront of her mind, and she can’t bat the image away.

this could be bad. this could be really fucking bad.)

…i’ll let you go. hope your evening gets a little quieter from here, yeah?

I'm bringin' sexy back (yeah)

Them other boys don't know how to act (yeah)

I think it's special, what's behind your back (yeah)

So turn around and I'll pick up the slack (yeah)

Take 'em to the bridge (that's it)

Dirty babe (uh-huh)

You see these shackles baby, I'm your slave (uh-huh)

I'll let you whip me, if I misbehave (uh-huh)

It's just that no one makes me feel this way (uh-huh)

Take 'em to the chorus

Come here girl (go 'head be gone with it)

Come to the back (go 'head be gone with it)

VIP (go 'head be gone with it)

Drinks on me (go 'head be gone with it)

Let me see what you're twerking with (go 'head be gone with it)

Look at those hips (go 'head be gone with it)

You make me smile (go 'head be gone with it)

Go 'head child (go 'head be gone with it)

And, get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it)

Get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it)

Get your sexy on

I'm bringin' sexy back (yeah)

Them other fuckers don't know how to act (yeah)

Come let me make up for the things you lack (yeah)

'Cause you're burning up, I gotta get it fast (yeah)

Take 'em to the bridge (that's it)

Dirty babe (uh-huh)

You see these shackles baby, I'm your slave (uh-huh)

I'll let you whip me, if I misbehave (uh-huh)

It's just that no one makes me feel this way (uh-huh)

Take 'em to the chorus

Come here girl (go 'head be gone with it)

Come to the back (go 'head be gone with it)

VIP (go 'head be gone with it)

Drinks on me (go 'head be gone with it)

Let me see what you're twerking with (go 'head be gone with it)

Look at those hips (go 'head be gone with it)

You make me smile (go 'head be gone with it)

Go 'head child (go 'head be gone with it)

And, get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it)

Get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it)

Get your sexy on

You ready?

(Uh) yes

I'm bringin' sexy back (yeah)

You motherfuckers watch how I attack (yeah)

If that's your girl, better watch your back (yeah)

'Cause she'll burn it up for me, and that's a fact (yeah)

Take 'em to the chorus

Come here girl (go 'head be gone with it)

Come to the back (go 'head be gone with it)

VIP (go 'head be gone with it)

Drinks on me (go 'head be gone with it)

Let me see what you're twerking with (go 'head be gone with it)

Look at those hips (go 'head be gone with it)

You make me smile (go 'head be gone with it)

Go 'head child (go 'head be gone with it)

And, get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it)

Get your sexy on (go 'head be gone with it)

Get your sexy on

You ready? Yes

Yes

o… kay? sure yeah this is happening now.

jesus FUCKING christ you weren’t kidding they’re all over you - @p-ross

ah- hey ross. yeah this is...well, a bit more than i usually get.

[he laughs, somewhat awkwardly, still slightly flushed]