Who: Lilith and Phobos What: Meeting up and Sharing beds? When: backdated to Saturday evening Where: Phobos's room at The Peninsula Rating: TBA
It was 9pm and if there was one thing that Lilith was, it was prompt, especially when a male was involved. She'd returned from some pointless meeting of feminists were she listened to the mortals' mindless remarks and complaining. Honestly, she had no interest in the affairs of the children Adam and Eve. The only reason she bothered going was to start conversations about herself, which they seemed to love and gave her a delicious power (and ego) boost.
She'd returned home, showered, and dressed. Her red hair was down, softly laying against her shoulders and back. Her make up was done, though her freckles still stood out against her pale skin. Honestly, winter weather did nothing for her complextion but it was better than the risk of burning in the sun. She easily hailed a cab outside of her apartment building and made her way to The Peninsula. At 9pm sharp she knocked lightly on the room number Phobos had given her, a smile on her face.