“Heheheh. You’ve got nowhere else to be babe, so you’re here~ Sippin’ whine with me. Better things you could be doing, and they lead straight to my bedroom.”
The lovely words of a glorious player, winning his game.
Had it been any other man, any at all and the Turkette of crimson hair and matching hues wouldn’t care at all. She’d probably sit along chuckling at the foolish woman who’s ear he was nibbling on and thigh he was inconspicuously running a hand teasingly against.
—But this was the man who only hours ago held a door to that very bar open for Cissnei. The man who only a night ago caught her patrolling LOVELESS Avenue, and decided to ‘accidentally’ bump into her.
Before she truly knew what she was doing, the Turkette was drawn in. A triggered trap that brought her to accept his apologies, as well as a free drink.
What a mistake, an ignorant mistake. Some Turk I am— falling so easily into woven lies. May as well be exactly what I deserve, trusting a non-ShinRa person.
Never had the women felt so foolish in her life. But that was just that, an eager woman, never asked out before. Never once in her life, accepted the experience of a first date only to wind up stalking the bar hours later. Blame that Turk trait of immediate suspicion. It was of course, right.
It was enough, she had seen enough. He was already opening the door for this other woman, when Cissnei came out of her hiding. An inept stalker wasn’t she? Caught by the Turk who turned down a ride to the player’s apartment a while back, but even caught all the smug man did was grin and leave the silent, infuriated [maybe even a little sad] Turkette with scarring words.
“Shoulda’ put out, doll~.”
The slam of a car door, and a completely shattered, never willing to show it, Turk left in the distance.