status: open f (21+ age gap accepted) muse: theodore ‘theo’ ellison- politician (dirty)- heterosexual connection: ex wife, daughter, mistress, someone blackmailing him, anything really.
"What are you doing here? It's the middle of the night."
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status: open f (21+ age gap accepted) muse: theodore ‘theo’ ellison- politician (dirty)- heterosexual connection: ex wife, daughter, mistress, someone blackmailing him, anything really.
"What are you doing here? It's the middle of the night."
It had been a few weeks since Rufus and his fellow crewmates were forced to join the Alliance’s crew for survival. Just his luck that he was pissing fire or so it seemed, more than likely something he contracted from his offshore leave, but who could say? With no other options he headed towards the medical bay. Entering the room, he saw a man with his back turned towards him.
“Hey doc, it feels like I am pissing fire right now. Care to take a look?”
Rufus asked. When the man turned, Rufus’s eyes widen to see his younger brother. The two haven’t seen each other in years. Since the last time Rufus decided to visit his siblings and continue to keep them in the dark about why he left.
“What the hell are you doing here?” He managed before Theodore could say anything.