location: the black rabbit time: late evening status: closed for @ofivcry (won’t tag)
Klara rested propped up by the mahogany bar, the singer she had personally requested to join the speakeasy was performing tonight and she was enjoying the set list hoping not to be disturbed. She was so focused on the band that she hadn’t realised the seat next to her was now occupied, not until the familiar voice interrupted her trance.
Swiveling on the bar stool, her eyes flashed with annoyance but it dissipated slightly when she saw who it was. “Блядь, you can’t just sneak up on me like that,” she scalded him. Lottie had become someone she was beginning to see more day to day, she couldn’t quite decided if it was a good thing or a bad thing. She enjoyed his company but she would never admit it. “I didn’t think you liked Jazz?”