Who: Andrew and Trystan What: Andrew picks up Trystan at the Bellagio When: After this. Where: Outside the Bellagio, and then the Wynn. Rating: TBA Status: In Progress
I don't want to be the one the battles always choose, Cause inside I realize that I'm the one .
How did he come to this? Andrew pulled out of the Wynn after retrieving his Lexus from the valet. It was a new purchase, and he was enjoying the freedom. There was no need to summon a driver for the daily tasks, one who could report back. The black SUV blended right in with the rest of the vehicles. Andrew didn't really want to stand out, so he wasn't complaining.
Luckily traffic wasn't really that bad, being a Monday night. The weekend had died and travelers were making their way back to their lives and whatever homes they came from. He was more concerned with the size of the Bellagio. Trystan could be anywhere, and he didn't exactly stick out. He turned onto the street, driving past the fountains. He scanned the area, going slower than most of the cars, not noticing the man at first. It wasn't until his second pass that he saw the familiar head.
Getting him to the car would be another matter, but Andrew was determined. He put on the flashers and slowed to a stop in the street. Damn the fact that he could get himself in trouble. He jumped out and hurried over to Trystan, reaching for his hand. "Come on, before my park job gets me a bloody ticket." Cars were already honking at the unoccupied, black SUV, and Andrew needed to get the vehicle out of there.