 Sarah thinks I'm cute | Shan's safe space.
First to arrive, last to leave. That was how Leander liked to have all of his business meetings. It gave him control of the situation: arrive early, assess any threats, chose the best seat. And remain after the other party had gone - they were here on his terms, after all. It also gave him a chance to decompress and consider everything that had been said.
Nursing his glass of whisky, the man watched his associate leave the pub before he took of his glasses and put them away. Things were looking fruitful of late, and he was actually enjoying the weeks he was having to spend in London. Of course, it would be better when he could get back to Florence, but at the moment things were taking off here. Besides, it was time he started to expand his legitimate business, and this was as good a place as any to start.
Well, not the pub. He wrinkled his nose a little as he surveyed it, wondering how much it would cost.
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⇀ Standing now, calling all the people here to see the show_____________________________
Calling for my demons now to let me go ↽
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