#lethal1989

[diplomancy]

@lethal1989​ / starter call

“I guess it would be too much to ask for them to just shut up, wouldn’t it?”  They’ve been standing here waiting for their dates to stop flapping their mouths for too long now.  She wants to go home-- this was a disaster.  Bastard could barely keep his eyes out of Patrick’s dates tits.  Nice.  Real swell.

“I don’t even think they would notice if we just left.” 

[heretiical-arch]

@lethal1989​ asked:  “  stop fussing— this isn’t my blood.  ”

He wasn’t fussing but he had become worried for a moment that he might have somehow pricked Mr. Bateman with a pin while indicating where he’d hem the fabric up later; That wasn’t like him. Eddie had high-end cliental for a reason, for his professionalism and skill. An eyebrow quirked at the assurance, and now that he was looking at it more closely, the stain had dried and become the slightly brown color that blood turns after long time exposure to the air. He rubbed his thumb over a few times; He wanted to ask questions, but didn’t.  “I’m not a cleaners but I know a trick or two to get that out.”  Eddie rose to full height, sticking the left over pins into the cushion that was tied around his wrist like a bracelet.  “Free of charge.”  Because Mr. Bateman was one of his personal favorite clients. Someone who could actually talk about the finer things in life.

[evilwithiin]

6 foot for Patrick!