Who: Ivy and Gunn(OT Continuation)
When: Sunday, Early Evening, November 8
Where: The Bowman's Club
Ivy was just getting ready to close the archer's club for the night. Most who used the facility on Sundays had already cleared out and were most likely well on their way home by the time the dark haired owner starting making her rounds to make sure no stragglers lingered behind, though it always seemed that one or two managed to remain behind until they were ushered out into the night so the place could be locked up and Ivy could head upstairs to her loft to enjoy a long soak in a hot tub and a good book.
Having herded a lone straggler out and locked the front door Ivy had just turned to head toward the back of the place to extinguish the interior lights when a sudden knock on the glass panel of the front door had the owner turning around with a smile lighting her face when she spied a familiar face through the clear glass.
Gunn hadn’t had the chance to come and see Ivy yet, but he had certainly wanted to. Of course, getting away for more than thirty minutes took some finagling, but he had managed it for the night. When he arrived at The Bowman’s Club, he walked up to the front door and knocked, smiling back at her when she turned and looked at him. It had been way too long.
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