[Closed] Try to get out but we just keep sticking around

[smokedout]

who: Jamie Dodger, Eichi Tenshouin, Eddie Thawne and Christian Fischer.
what: Various dates purchased for charity.
when: Throughout the week after the masquerade.
where: Around the inner city.
warnings: Dodger. Will update as needed.

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[smokedout]

[This time, Dodger is happy to leave Eichi dazed and confused. Whether he's actually interested by it or just bemused by the fact that it happened doesn't matter to him, so much as the fact that he was able to make his own intentions painfully clear.]

I always want more - but we have a second date. There's no rush to get it all now... I can crack you open slowly. [His eye flickers over to Eichi again, slowly sizing him up.] Not that I'll say no if you feel like ending this date with a bang.

[finethanks]

I refuse.

[What's that saying about sticking your dick in crazy, and which one does it apply to... Well, either way, that puts him in way too vulnerable of a position, and he's trying to avoid that right now.]

You should be careful trying to crack open something when you don't know what it really is. You could end up injured by doing that, you know. [That's the most he's going to bother with a metaphor right now, because he's tired...] It was nice to meet you, Brink-kun. ♪

[Meanwhile, he ducks down to pet the dog again. Robot butler dog. Pet pet pet.] Be sure to keep Dodger-kun company or he might get lonely.

[smokedout]

[Brink stays silent this time, but pants happily as he's petted and gives Eichi a playful lick on the cheek. Amazing, he has saliva just like a real dog.

Dodger, on the other hand, seems put off by Eichi's comments, just a bit. He's still not used to pining after things he can't have, and Eichi has managed to frustrate him as much just tonight as Reaper has been frustrating him for months. As the taxi pulls up, he sighs and steps aside to let Eichi take it.]

I'll stay out a while longer, so you can have the cab to yourself.

[He needs a few more bottles of some strong alcohol to get the buzz of stress out of his head.]

[finethanks]

[Ew, dog... But also that's weirdly cute? So he laughs it off, wiping his face with the back of his hand and standing up once the cab arrives. He glances curiously at Dodger during those words, but his works just fine for him. Humming in understanding, he moves to the cab and places a hand on the open door, pausing briefly to glance at him over his shoulder.]

Try not to find yourself in too much trouble, Dodger-kun.

[With just a thin smile at that, he sits down, waving with his fingers.] Bye bye.

[And then the door shuts, and off the car goes.]