Jun 8, 2016
@killianmacauley
She was being bold, Cassie knew that the second she felt a cold breeze blowing underneath the trench coat she wore. It wasn’t obvious what she was doing, she looked normal, but it felt like everyone that looked at her knew about the little outfit she was sporting beneath. When it was for work it didn’t matter, but she was wearing it to specifically attract one man and that made it different. Cassie tried to own it, this was Montreal and it wasn’t hot. A coat was pretty normal. She strolled into Killian’s bar and scanned the room, searching for the owner. She was disappointed to see him working, but headed over anyway. “Hey you.”