WHO: Kari Padet and Alfred Darvy WHAT: Darvy is buying flowers WHERE: Lotus Blossom WHEN: Thursday Afternoon RATING: TBA STATUS: Incomplete
Kari was bored. He'd hooked up with a guy at Tristian's birthday treat at that club in Bordeoux and lost sight of his friend around the time. He assumed that Tristian had got home okay but his friend hadn't replied to him yet, which wasn't unusual since Tristian worked stupid hours. Kari was almost considering offering him a job just so he'd have Tristian around all the time and he'd have someone to talk to but as dear as his friend was to him, Kari didn't want him underfoot every hour of the day, especially not when Kari met most of his flings and sort-term boyfriends through work. Tristian might steal them or object to quick fucks in the office.
The guy in Bordeoux hadn't been a quick fuck. Three days, part of which Kari had spent tied to a bed and he rubbed his wrist as he thought about it, the marks around them still sore. He could have charmed them healed, of course, but there didn't seem much point since he liked them and it made for an interesting conversation starter. Still, he hadn't told the guy where he lived. A bit of bondage was okay but three days worth of it was a bit much even in Kari's book.
He fussed about with some papers, orders that he'd filled this morning when he opened up and sighed. His backlog of work hadn't been that great and now he'd finished it all he was so bored. Just at that moment the door opened, the bell over the top of it jangling and Kari perked up. Maybe it was that Auror he'd told to come over.
"Good afternoon." He chirped. "Can I help you at all?"