Who: Lovi, Toni, (will be open soon) Where: Cheuca When: Friday night, 16th September What: Lovino decides to check out Antonio's workplace. Unannounced.
Friday nights were always the worst. It was the night for the younger crowd to fill Chueca. And when the younger crowd was in, it was almost guaranteed that they would be drunk very early into his shift and that he would have to help the worst off ones to not puke all over the floor. It was much nicer when he didn't have to clean puke off the dance floor, after all, so he didn't mind so much the part of the night where he would have to steer a sloppy drunk guy towards the door and away from all of the overheated bodies twisting around on the dance floor
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"Don't bother." The room smelled disgusting, the people looked and smelled disgusting, and Antonio had the nerve to smile at him with some creep hanging from his neck. He turned his back to wave the Spaniard off with all the courtesy of a five year old child.
"I've seen enough." There were no cute girls here, and offered no place where he could sit and drink without risking the chance of some desperate fuck going for his ass. And yet this was Antonio's job...this is what he did every time he went out. Are you really that dense!?
Lovino winced, mentally beseeching himself not to enjoy the company and contact of the Spaniard around his shoulders because he was meant to be angry with him. "I came to see what your work was like," somehow he still managed to sound unimpressed, "and now that i've seen it, I'm going home."
If Antonio wanted to spend his evenings with strange, drunken men wrapped around him then so be it, but Lovino was not about to hang around and watch.
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"Don't bother."
The room smelled disgusting, the people looked and smelled disgusting, and Antonio had the nerve to smile at him with some creep hanging from his neck.
He turned his back to wave the Spaniard off with all the courtesy of a five year old child.
"I've seen enough." There were no cute girls here, and offered no place where he could sit and drink without risking the chance of some desperate fuck going for his ass. And yet this was Antonio's job...this is what he did every time he went out.
Are you really that dense!?
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"Wait--Lovinito, wait a minute!"
Antonio managed to catch the Italian, wrapping arms around his shoulders.
"You came all this way to see me at work. Are you just going to leave before I can even say hello?"
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Lovino winced, mentally beseeching himself not to enjoy the company and contact of the Spaniard around his shoulders because he was meant to be angry with him.
"I came to see what your work was like," somehow he still managed to sound unimpressed, "and now that i've seen it, I'm going home."
If Antonio wanted to spend his evenings with strange, drunken men wrapped around him then so be it, but Lovino was not about to hang around and watch.
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