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[RL - Midgar - Gaia]Reno sits impatiently on the edge of his couch, waiting for a call which might - just might - change things. He's cleared up the mess in his sparsely-furnished bachelor pad, and put on a clean shirt and suit for the occasion as well as washing his hair. All the things a guy's supposed to do to impress the ladies, right? Not

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[anarchy_in_ny]

Collins straightened up the dress she had gotten from a second hand store. Revealing, but refined, she liked to call it. She tweaked the neckline and knocked on Reno's door.

Hell if you've got it flaunt it.

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Reno started as he heard the knock on his door, and nervously straightened down the front of his shirt, swallowing as he went to the door and opened it.

"Uh... um..." he stammered a little, taken aback at being this close to a woman (for the moment, anyway) whom he actually had a chance with. And she looked... pretty damn good, to be honest. "H-Hi. I'm Reno. Come in."

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Collins grinned at Reno's sheepishness and decided that would have to go.

"I know who you are..." She half-whispered as she went past him, smoothing her hand over his ass as she went. She looked around his apartment with a lazy smile, taking it in while swinging a small handbag around her wrist.

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He flinched as she touched his backside, feeling a little flush of pleasure and managing a shy half-smile; it had been a long time since he'd been with anyone, and he wasn't exactly a smooth talker. In all honesty, women scared him a little, probably because he'd had so little success with them - he really didn't know how to deal with them at all. Not in a situation like this. Just as well he'd already had a drink or two.

His apartment wasn't anything impressive. To be honest, on the pay of a ShinRa Turk, he should have been able to afford something a lot better than this. Too bad a large portion of his pay packet went on alcohol, really... which didn't leave much money for interior decor, either.

"Um... yeah. I guess you do know who I am," he uttered shakily. "And you're... Collins, right? You want me to call you that?"

He raised an eyebrow at her handbag and tried not to stare too hard at her breasts.