01-02-2019, 09:55 PM
Ivan's idea of a good time seemed to be a completely Russian thing to do. He'd been to Cafe MIO one other time. A good memory of lost friends floated to his mind. The fateful night Bas met Alex who turned out to be Aria's fucking sister. The three of them had had a good time messing with Pytor's tormentors. It had been all around good day. It brought a recently rare smile to Nox's lips as he pulled the hood of his sweatshirt down and ran his fingers through his hair.
He hadn't worn the dark eye liner from the previous excursion. While he liked the look, he missed Aurora when he looked at himself in the mirror so it wasn't something he wanted to do on the regular. You are so stupid little brother." The voice in his head made him smile too.
The hostess lead them to a table that Ivan requested - their backs to the wall. It suited Nox just fine, but this wasn't a club, or a bar, more a gentleman's club. It still didn't make him comfortable. The plush seats and the leather. The cigar smoke hovering in the air. The soft noise of the games being played. It wasn't the place for a fight - though it had seen a few. Gambling always brought with it fights - and so did alcohol. So many fights - Nox remembered the fights of his youth more and more these days. Nox never wondered why he'd chosen to forget all the shit his father had put him through.
A pretty slip of a girl in a red dress and high heels came towards them and sat down next to him. Nox gave her a once over obviously checking out her assets with an amused smile. "I think I'll just have a drink. Nevskoe Original in a bottle, if you don't mind, Duckling." He'd had the same drink when he'd come here last. And he had it at nearly all the highly Russian bars he came to. Which was not usual. Sage and Christian kept the fridge stocked with his favorite there was no need to come out to drink when staying home suited him fine these days. But it had been a while since he'd been out. "I'm not a gambling man. I'd rather spend my leisure time with more adventurous activities." Nox winked at her then looked over at Ivan. "What'll you have?" He didn't say he was buying though he would pay for the first, but only because he intended it to be his only.
He hadn't worn the dark eye liner from the previous excursion. While he liked the look, he missed Aurora when he looked at himself in the mirror so it wasn't something he wanted to do on the regular. You are so stupid little brother." The voice in his head made him smile too.
The hostess lead them to a table that Ivan requested - their backs to the wall. It suited Nox just fine, but this wasn't a club, or a bar, more a gentleman's club. It still didn't make him comfortable. The plush seats and the leather. The cigar smoke hovering in the air. The soft noise of the games being played. It wasn't the place for a fight - though it had seen a few. Gambling always brought with it fights - and so did alcohol. So many fights - Nox remembered the fights of his youth more and more these days. Nox never wondered why he'd chosen to forget all the shit his father had put him through.
A pretty slip of a girl in a red dress and high heels came towards them and sat down next to him. Nox gave her a once over obviously checking out her assets with an amused smile. "I think I'll just have a drink. Nevskoe Original in a bottle, if you don't mind, Duckling." He'd had the same drink when he'd come here last. And he had it at nearly all the highly Russian bars he came to. Which was not usual. Sage and Christian kept the fridge stocked with his favorite there was no need to come out to drink when staying home suited him fine these days. But it had been a while since he'd been out. "I'm not a gambling man. I'd rather spend my leisure time with more adventurous activities." Nox winked at her then looked over at Ivan. "What'll you have?" He didn't say he was buying though he would pay for the first, but only because he intended it to be his only.
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