Date: 2022-12-15 10:58 pm (UTC)
"They might not," Nero said, as he made sure all his clothes were taken care of. He was back to being mostly unrumpled. "But I wouldn't wager gil on that bet, Garlond."

He places his sunglasses on, flicks out a little wave and a grin-- and does not kiss him for the roar. He wants the man to want and suffer, standing there looking like a lovelorn puppy. (A good look for him, really.)

But now he had to grab clean clothes and get to the showers.
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