Sep 27, 2008 12:07
It had been awhile since Remy had come to the club where Madison danced. Since they had started seeing each other on a more official level, he hadn't needed to show up to get her attention. But he did also know her boss still thought Remy to be an unsavoury sort, so coming tonight would kill two birds for Remy. One, he could speak to Madison about Flynn, and two, ruffle the head honchos feathers a little by just being present.
He weaved his way in to the club, mostly indifferent to the other dancers up on the stage. He tugged off his leather riding gloves and approached the bar. He'd left Flynn at home in his bed. Evidentally Flynn wasn't lying when he'd hinted at his tiredness following a busy week, but Remy was more inclined to use 'exhausted' as the description. Besides seeming dead on his feet, Flynn looked drained as soon as he let himself once Maddy had left for work and Remy was wondering if there was anyway to convince the in-demand high-profile escort to slow down a little.
The barman approached him as soon as he sat on one of the stool and Remy placed his usual order as he spotted Maddy's boss at the other end of the bar. Remy offered a mocking little wave and feigned innocent smile before turning his eyes up to the stage, them coming to Madison with ease as he slipped his packet of Marlboro from his pocket to light up.
[ot3] maddy/remy/flynn,
[friend] canmakeufeel,
[rp] canmakeufeel,
[verse] three's company