A London Reality [London, England]

[Nox]

There might have been a third round after the second -- something to do with payment for an epic breakfast Nox had made. Hayden still lounged half naked on Nox's bed while Nox sat in a chair across the room fully showered and on his laptop.

"Anyone say you work too much?"

Nox grinned. "Just everyone ever." But this god wasn't going to kill himself but he might not either.

Hayden pulled himself distractingly up from the bed and Nox watched as he padded over to him and wrapped his arms around his neck and looked down at what Nox was reading.

An article on the screen said something to the effect. "Talks looked bad -- Sold!" Hayden growled. "That one was sure to fail. Fucking bullshit."

"What do you mean?" Nox asked.

Hayden removed the laptop from his lap and set it on the coffee table in front of him and took its spot on his lap. He then enlightened Nox to all the ways this deal was bad. How the man who closed it was going to fuck over all of the little people in the neighborhood. And the company who had been bought -- they were were against the merger from the start for those reasons. Then all of a sudden it was golden -- a done deal. It was compulsion at its finest. Nox sighed. Saving lives wouldn't fix the deal -- but it might help them realize things went to shit. At least he'd stop it from happening to some other poor saps who had no say in the matter.

"You look sad."

Nox smiled and kissed Hayden changing the topic. Round four was far more fun, but at the end Hayden disappeared upstairs to his own apartment. "Stop by the bar tonight if you are still here or not out doing whatever it is you are here to do."