Fic: Brilliance

[aubreym]

The night was unlike San Francisco - the air was soft and slightly warm even after the sun had gone down and it brought everyone out into the streets and the clubs. The Castro was a scene - people watching and being watched. The Cafe was packed, the line at the bar five deep. Michael and Anthony took turns getting drinks, always from the dark

Comments

[twirlgrrl]

THEN WHAT?! Don't leave me hanging! ;P

This reminds me of many sweaty San Francisco nights oh so many years ago...

[psychrolute]

Hot.