Jun 7, 2020
@frxmedenˆ(luca)
It had taken a long time for Louis to feel comfortable frequenting Ivory locations. Mostly from paranoia, he was not sure how many people might make an association that could ruin his reputation. However, over the past year, Le Rouge had become a place where he could escape. Where he could just be Louis, and not Dr. Bergeron.
After a particularly rough shift, not wanting to go directly home, it always seemed like a good idea. A couple of whiskeys usually were able to drive the stress of the day away, but for some reason, sometimes he just could not shake his mood. Glancing up from his drink as someone took the seat next to him, he knew his mood was only going to get worse.
“I’m not in the fucking mood.”