TLV: IC Contact

[sixfeetofdirt]

Careful; I bite.

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[helluvamess]

"...yeah, I guess."

Blitzø drags a hand down his face and, after giving Aylin another pet, slides off the bed to start gathering his clothes.

"I need a smoke and I'm not filling up this place with it. Lemme know next time you need to work out some tension."

[sixfeetofdirt]

"Likewise, darling. I do enjoy our time together."

He's just...going to continue lying here naked for a while.

[helluvamess]

"I'd hope so, or you're better at faking than I gave you credit for." It's said with a grin, Blitzø back to himself as though nothing happened, before he slips out the door.