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@dukexak
Odette felt like she had missed so much while she had been gone, but she needed the month away if not to only fix her hair. Strutting into the common area and glancing around, her eyes falling on a mop of familiar red hair and smirking to herself as she walked over to Duke, falling into the arm chair across from him. “So Duke,” she asked in an innocent tone, a sweet smile gracing her plump lips. “What’s the skinny, sugar? It’s been so long.”
Adriana stood at the counter of the meager kitchen, her back pressed flesh against the cheap granite, as her fingers rapped nervously atop it. Her back was turned on the guests she’d allowed in, and her eyes were closed as she tried to gain her bearings. She felt as though she could crawl out of her own skin, and it could be more comfortable than how she felt now.
Elias would be home soon enough, and she had no idea what she’d do with that. Part of her wanted to call ahead and to tell him -- but she worried he wouldn’t come home. Another part of her was concerned he might feel betrayed, to come in and find them there.
“Hungry,” she finally spoke, her words a bit faster than usual -- a tell of her nervousness, if nothing else. “You must be hungry. I have -- we have -- there’s blood, in the fridge. I’ll get some,” she spoke, moving quickly to remove mugs from the cabinet.
@grexsed
“So this is it now? This is your thing?” Gia hung in the doorway of Elias’ room, and peered in at Duke with a raised brow. “You can’t just sit around like a sorry sack of shit.”
“Yes, I understand the themes presented in Oliver Twist and even the societal impact the novel had at the time. It does not make it any less of a stupid waste of a novel nor does it make your opinion any more valid,”
Veronica sighed and crossed off “treatment of the underprivileged” off her list. Well, that’s the last one. “Well, we still have to do this threaded discussion together, and so far you hate every possible topic.”
Where Did The Party Go || Tony&Duke
Five minutes was actually the time it was going to take for Tony to work up the courage to do what he meant to. He'd started the walk to Duke's over an hour ago, and considering it was a twenty minute walk tops, it was obvious he'd taken his time. Second-guessing himself wasn't something that Tony did often, that would have required him actually giving a second thought to most of his decisions. and not just doing something because, in the moment, it felt right. Bringing yourself to face a pissed off werewolf, who was directly angry at you for your actions, though, that took some thinking. Mostly Tony was shortening his strides, telling himself every step could be his last.
Even if he hadn't been to Duke's before, Tony could have found the place by smell alone. It reeked of Duke and everything that reminded Tony of him. He stood off from the trailer aways, just staring it down for a minute like the thing itself would come to life and tell Tony to run for it. He didn't really know what all he was here to say, and knew his reactions would end up being real time responses to whatever Duke threw at him. Tony wasn't looking forward to any part of it, but nor could he think about keeping a secret from Duke. He moved forward suddenly, tellnig himself not to overthink it anymore, launching himself up the small set of steps to the door, rapping his knuckles on the thin frame. Better to just get it over with, and if Duke murdered him, at least that asshole would have a hell of a time cleaning up all the blood.
shednxtears
"So we finally get a night alone and you're going to spend it catching up on Netflix? What's a guy got to do to get some ass around here?"
shednxtears
"Come on you fuck face. You can't stay mad at me forever. It was a one time thing, nothing serious. You know I'm yours. But I had product that my client wanted and I was feeling generous. That's it."
Text || Duke+Noah
Duke: When are you coming home?
Duke: I'm needy and I want you.
