So you drink your day away till the liquor in your mouth laughs
Nate had never stepped foot in the old Halenani, had assumed both old and new mistress would rather he stayed out of their way for reasons that are too similar to mention, and honestly, he’d been happy to avoid it as well.
Now though, that he’s here on business, that he’s been invited? His steps drag just a little bit as he enters the building, a bright blue gaze looking around and taking in the decor, something impossible to read tucking itself away when he finally lets his eyes find the Maeve. Nate pushes the sunglasses on his face up into his hair and steps up to the desk, keeping a professional distance between them.
“Madame.” Nate greets, looking the woman up and down before leaning back on his heels, a sharp grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. He pulls a notepad and a pencil from his back pocket, evidently prepared for the task at hand, and cocks a hip in Maeve’s direction. “Are we starting with the first aid kits, or the lesson planning?”
Now though, that he’s here on business, that he’s been invited? His steps drag just a little bit as he enters the building, a bright blue gaze looking around and taking in the decor, something impossible to read tucking itself away when he finally lets his eyes find the Maeve. Nate pushes the sunglasses on his face up into his hair and steps up to the desk, keeping a professional distance between them.
“Madame.” Nate greets, looking the woman up and down before leaning back on his heels, a sharp grin tugging at the corners of his mouth. He pulls a notepad and a pencil from his back pocket, evidently prepared for the task at hand, and cocks a hip in Maeve’s direction. “Are we starting with the first aid kits, or the lesson planning?”
NATE
