Nerthus
Leaning against the cold wall of the elevator, I ponder over whether I should have a talk with him. This isn’t possible, and not a thing that I want to keep up with. Even if I don’t think that he would let go of me that easily, I will be damned if he gets my pride without a fight.
After getting another good night from the night guard on the ground floor that can’t make up for the one I didn’t get from Arawn, I exit onto the busy street and hail another cab.
I get into the cab with a deep sigh and even if I want to get home desperately, I give him the address of the club.
Amber: I’m not going to do this anymore. You can’t treat me this way!
By the time his answer reaches me, I’m already walking into the club, having my phone vibrating in my hand.
Mr. Best-f**k: As if anybody
