|Jesse Delacroix (delacroix_) wrote in nevermore_logs,|
@ 2014-08-12 04:26:00
|Entry tags:||jess van der berg, jesse delacroix, nicholas rowland|
Who: Jesse, JJ, Nicholas
What: Jesse gets triggered. It's not fun.
When: Tuesday afternoon
Where: Out on the streets, then their place
Warnings: Discussion of past sex work and choking, TBD
After finishing his last delivery of the day, it was still early enough, and nice enough, that Jesse thought he'd spend some time just fucking around in the city. His ankle had given him an annoyed twinge as he was getting ready to leave that morning, so he didn't have his bike today, but that was OK. He liked to walk around and see what he could find, it was more interesting that way.
He turned a corner and happened upon a restaurant celebrating its grand opening, complete with balloons and a banner out front. The place was luau-themed, apparently, and there was an attractive woman out front, handing out coupons to passers-by. She smiled at Jesse and said, "Aloha, have a coupon, we just opened up."
Jesse was looking down, and he didn't see her reach behind herself, until she was trying to drape a lei made of fake silk flowers around his neck. He flinched so hard he was surprised he didn't pull something, mumbled something that might have been 'sorry, excuse me' (he wasn't terribly sure), and got the hell out of there.
He hated people putting their hands anywhere near his neck, and that went doubly so for people he didn't know. He dialed for a cab, because dealing with the subway was just out right now. It dropped him in front of the house, and once he was inside, he wrapped himself in a blanket that smelled like all three of them, curling up on the bed and willing his heart rate to slow down.