&. . . . @shadowlost / sc.
ah, it seems as if michael has a good memory after all ! head doesn’t turn when he hears the other enter the run - down hotel from behind, instead fingers bring the cigarette back to his lips as he takes a long drag from. he can barely contain the entertainment he derives from, the corners of his lips curving upwards at the thought. he had to commend michael in how persistent he seemed to be in his attempt to obtain the curly - haired girl for his very own. it’s only a shame david had instructed the others to whisk her away before he got there. no distractions ━ tonight was just going to be theirs and theirs alone. after all, it was important they cut to the chase after playing the dreaded game of cat and mouse over the past few days. “ michael emerson ! welcome back ! ” smooth tone reverberates through the cave before head finally turns to observe. “ how are you feeling . . . ? ”
