send me △ for my muse to get trapped in a small closet with yours ~ Felonous
a small closet
Avalaste
a small closet
You did that on purpose
It’s a few hours before showtime. Ava is dressed in half her costume, an embroidered corset and stockings with no shoes. As Felon enters the theater he is blessed by the sight of Ava bent over, dragging a huge box of paper work out of her office. She looks up to greet her guest, beaming into a smile as she sees his face and rushes over to him. She grabs one of his hands, tugging him into the office while chattering away. “I am so glad you showed up! Some guys just stopped by here saying Touly owes him a bunch of money for alcohol from years ago on the ship! We always payed up but when we moved up here we just shoved all the paperwork into this closet and now I can’t find the receipts! There are a couple of boxes up on the high shelf and I can reach them but they are so heavy I don’t want to drop them on my head and ruin my hair or performance!”
She drags him into the tiny closet, still running her mouth. “It’s right up there just don’t- “ She is cut off by the click of the door and Felon’s smirking face. She lets out a little sigh. “Just don’t shut the door because it locks from the inside. Don’t ask me why, we found it that way. We made a few jokes about taking boys prisoner and forgot to call the lock smith.” She hoists herself up onto a stack of boxes so he would have enough room to stand upright in the small patch of floor space and flashes him a smirk in the dim light. “Since being trapped in a tiny closet full of paperwork is my own personal hell you either need to pick that lock and get us out of here, which isn’t as easy as it sounds or keep me well entertained for the next hour until someone shows up to use the key to let us out of here.”









