Who: Alyssa and Damien What: on vacation Where: a club in Paris When: Sat.night (Mar. 18th) Theme:Fire Escape Andrew McMahon and the Wilderness Warnings: Medium - some violence and PG-13 makeout.
The Netherling felt a sense of peace in Paris she couldn't quite explain. She'd loved every minute of her trip with Damien so far, even if they'd run into a slight snafu in the beginning of the trip. During her last visit here with Bex, before Damien, Alyssa flirted with the manager of the hotel. When she'd arrived, and requested black out curtains for their room, the manager asked her out for drinks, which did not sit well with Damien. At least he'd agreed to wait until the end of their romantic vacation to be Damien about it.
Otherwise they'd found themselves in a rhythm of sorts. They'd go out for a late dinner, go find a way to entertain themselves for the night and in the early morning? A small bakery down the street offered fresh pain du chocolate and Alyssa inhaled one while she and Damien walked back to the hotel. Crawling into bed with Damien, Alyssa found a few hours of sleep, before she went shopping while Damien slept longer.
Which is how they found themselves at a club in the VIP section tonight. In a plot twist nobody found surprising, Alyssa befriended an owner of a beautiful second-hand shop on her last trip. Rebekah compelled the young woman to forget Alyssa once Alyssa left Paris, but remember her when she set foot in the city again.
Alyssa sat on Damien's lap, fingers playing with the ends of his hair while she laughed at a joke one of the group told. She picked out this dress, complete with strappy black heels, knowing it would make her wings and the colour in her hiar stand out more, but not caring.
Francoise looked at the pair and, pointing to them said, "Venir. Laissez-nous danser."