Location: Il Cane Nero Person: @elijahsequeira It’s not like he had anything against the place at all, he’d been to his fair share of clubs, but he liked a more intimate setting when it came to going out. It’s a sensory thing, he thinks, clubs are too wide, he much prefers crowded bars to any open space. But he needs to be there because Elijah is there and they owe each other something. That’s why he’s there, not to see any of the burlesque or listen to the music. The weird part is that to do this, he essentially has to pay for a very expensive lap dance that doesn’t actually happen. And for good reason, Kay wasn’t trying to get involved with an incubus. He was self destructive, he wasn’t stupid. And he wasn’t even entirely sure if he bought the whole ‘having a soul’ thing anyways. “Do we have to do this every time?” Private booth booked and seated on the velvet sofa, he doesn’t know if his annoyance is warranted or not. It’s all just a little bit uncomfortable, and yet he was getting a lot out of it.
