said i was the best simultaneously the worst
Draining the last bit of his coffee and the last bit of the tart he’d chosen, Thorn scans her face to try and guestimate where she might have decided to stay for the night. Though, he doesn’t hide the way his brows lift slightly to hear that she hadn’t found a place yet, even having a small smile bloom across his face. “Well, there’s an inn in New Haven, but there’s also the House?” He suggests, knowing the kind of reputation it had. It was a brothel, after all, but not everyone had to use it as such.
“I’m still workin’ at the House an’ was gonna head back there. Could snag a room while you’re there ‘n just enjoy the shiftin’ rooms an’ the bar and diner. The food’s real good.” He sits back in his seat a little, collecting the cup where the coffee had just been and sets it in the small dish that the tart had come in for easier clean up, before he looks back up at her for her opinion.
“I’m still workin’ at the House an’ was gonna head back there. Could snag a room while you’re there ‘n just enjoy the shiftin’ rooms an’ the bar and diner. The food’s real good.” He sits back in his seat a little, collecting the cup where the coffee had just been and sets it in the small dish that the tart had come in for easier clean up, before he looks back up at her for her opinion.
Hawthorn
and best case scenario, i should be cursed
