OOM: Women
He is so fucking sick of taping this hand up. Some people would say that he should stop hitting things with it but that's just not his style. He lights a smoke when it's done and spends a while thinking of all the violent things he wants to do to Fiona right now.
After a while, that changes to all the other things he'd like to do to her. It's inevitable. And he'd like to get his mind back on business but she's an itch he just has to scratch.
He goes to bed with that in mind. And the events in her room, obviously. Can't forget about that.
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The next day and he's almost ready to give her another chance. Or maybe it's himself he's giving allowance to - she's on the hook and he just has to reel her in. He can't give up now and the more she fights, the sweeter she'll taste at the end of it. He smirks at the analogy, finds his favourite suit and heads down to the bar. She's bound to be around somewhere and he has no doubt that she'll come to him, no matter how hard she tries not to. But he's not going looking for her. No way. He left the ball in her court and that's where it's staying.