#bloomisms

[nobleassassin]

( bloomisms )

              Pristine & suited, the mobster sat within the interview room of                                       the government building with a firm grasp over                            the present. Hallucinations seemingly locked safely behind                                      the door that had been creaking open recently,                                      a calm, collected demeanor was worn as fitted                                          as the bespoke suit that clung impeccably                                 to his muscular frame. Eyes rose as the door opened.                                          He stood promptly & offered out his hand.

                             ❝ The revered Dr. Bloom, I take it?                                                                  A pleasure. ❞

[wxgraham]

& bloomisms ;;

                   "I didn't call you to salvage animal parts this time."

        [ a chuckle follows, filled with sick desperation and a lack of sleep. really, he's not sure why he called Dr. Bloom; his fingers had done the dialing and his mouth the speaking, but his brain had only kept shouting STOP. don't bother her with trivial nothings. Will takes a step away from the woman. ]

                                       "Can I get you a drink?"