Second Chance
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine.
Written for: tinman100
Title: Second Chance
Team: Tin Men
Word Count: 100
Characters: Cain/Glitch
Rating: G
The people swirling around the ballroom floor were a blur of colors, but Wyatt was only focused on a man in a black suit, sitting at a table in the corner and nursing a Travel Storm on the rocks.
He slid into the other chair. “Penny-plat for your thoughts.”
Ambrose took a measured breath. “I was thinking… that I was a fool not to enjoy my life more when I was younger.”
Wyatt said nothing for a moment, then reached across the table. “Wanna dance?”
Ambrose stared at the offered palm, then laid his hand on Wyatt’s and nodded. “Yes.”
Written for: tinman100
Title: Second Chance
Team: Tin Men
Word Count: 100
Characters: Cain/Glitch
Rating: G
The people swirling around the ballroom floor were a blur of colors, but Wyatt was only focused on a man in a black suit, sitting at a table in the corner and nursing a Travel Storm on the rocks.
He slid into the other chair. “Penny-plat for your thoughts.”
Ambrose took a measured breath. “I was thinking… that I was a fool not to enjoy my life more when I was younger.”
Wyatt said nothing for a moment, then reached across the table. “Wanna dance?”
Ambrose stared at the offered palm, then laid his hand on Wyatt’s and nodded. “Yes.”