RE: The Cat's Meow Brothel *delicious plot and yummy smut*
Eli wandered down after catching a short nap, the night's events having been a bit exciting for his first night on the job. His head jerked to each side once, cracking his neck each time as he stretched a bit, dressed in some nice clean clothes he had delivered earlier since his outfit from last night was likely a little dirty from all the activities. Today he wore a simple black t-shirt, his signature boot cut jeans, black steel toe boots, and his trusty black leather jacket. The guy liked black apparently, but it worked for him.
He took the small monitoring device from his pocket, checking the rooms briefly, particularly Alex's to see if she was recovering any, seeing it empty as his brow furrowed until he noticed her entering the brothel. With a sigh of relief, he walked to the bar and ordered a drink, nothing too strong, but just something to help keep her nerves calm, taking it to her as he offered a reassuring smile. "Here. You could probably use it. Close call last night. Glad I wasn't a few seconds later."
He didn't stick around for any thanks, simply leaving her with the drink and the same comforting smile before he turned to go walking about the room, watching the patrons and the girls like a hawk for any signs of trouble, particularly on edge it seemed after the previously mentioned close call.
(Had to edit so he walked away since Rain had to run.
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