You seem like the kind of guy who likes to leave an impression.
[ Gladio lets him look, he might have been more of a peacock in his younger years, but he still knows he's got it. He flashes smiles less readily, his ultimate finishing move to someone eye he know he's caught. But when he's looking, like now, for someone to make sure he doesn't stare at the ceiling with nothing but his thoughts all night, he'll do what it takes. Gladio leans against the opposite wall and tucks his thumb into the front of his belt. Assesses what he can of the man by his mannerisms, his dress, his inflection and tone. ]
Flexible? I hope you mean that literally and figuratively. I like variety.
[ Leaving him with that thought, the corner of his mouth curves as he drops his head. The elevator chimes and the doors slide open. Gladio slips out - Complicated things aren't what he's looking for, although taking strangers home with you can create complicated explanations the morning after. Just another bridge to burn once he gets to it.
It's the last time he'll tap his device on a panel for tonight so when he gets to the door, he tucks it into his pocket and opens the door. Wastes little time in kicking off his shoes to the side. ]
I'm going to wash this off.
Make yourself comfortable, join me, whatever you'd like. I don't want the sheets looking like a box of powdered dye was spilled on it.
yikes I thought I hit this up a while ago, I'm sorry!
[ Gladio lets him look, he might have been more of a peacock in his younger years, but he still knows he's got it. He flashes smiles less readily, his ultimate finishing move to someone eye he know he's caught. But when he's looking, like now, for someone to make sure he doesn't stare at the ceiling with nothing but his thoughts all night, he'll do what it takes. Gladio leans against the opposite wall and tucks his thumb into the front of his belt. Assesses what he can of the man by his mannerisms, his dress, his inflection and tone. ]
Flexible? I hope you mean that literally and figuratively. I like variety.
[ Leaving him with that thought, the corner of his mouth curves as he drops his head. The elevator chimes and the doors slide open. Gladio slips out - Complicated things aren't what he's looking for, although taking strangers home with you can create complicated explanations the morning after. Just another bridge to burn once he gets to it.
It's the last time he'll tap his device on a panel for tonight so when he gets to the door, he tucks it into his pocket and opens the door. Wastes little time in kicking off his shoes to the side. ]
I'm going to wash this off.
Make yourself comfortable, join me, whatever you'd like. I don't want the sheets looking like a box of powdered dye was spilled on it.