Waiting
*is waiting in a darkened carriage outside the Garrick playhouse, on Charing Cross Road, having followed Hayden from the townhouse earlier that day*
I'm obsessed. I'm fucking obsessed.
I wanted to see him, even though Little John had a coronary at the thought of me coming into town in the daylight, especially since I'm pretty sure I'm running a raging fever. So he 'procured' this carriage, and insisted on driving me himself. Christensen's been in that theater for hours, and I've been waiting. Luckily, it's dark now, so he won't be able to see me, when Little John grabs him and drags him into the carriage.
I'm going to have to tell him who I am eventually, just... not tonight. Tonight, I'm giving him a ride home. *smirks softly*
I'm obsessed. I'm fucking obsessed.
I wanted to see him, even though Little John had a coronary at the thought of me coming into town in the daylight, especially since I'm pretty sure I'm running a raging fever. So he 'procured' this carriage, and insisted on driving me himself. Christensen's been in that theater for hours, and I've been waiting. Luckily, it's dark now, so he won't be able to see me, when Little John grabs him and drags him into the carriage.
I'm going to have to tell him who I am eventually, just... not tonight. Tonight, I'm giving him a ride home. *smirks softly*