Who: Bran and Neo What: drinks and a pact When: Sat. night Where: Verdant to start Rating: tbd
Given that it had been literal months since Tandy waltzed out of his life, and the fucking Dome, he finally felt ready to move on in a sense. Mostly, he missed going out and not feeling quite so...sad, an emotion he hadn't really allowed himself to feel in centuries. Plus, he should make a friend or two outside of his brother, his brother's fairy, and Eve.
Which is how he found himself reaching out to Neo about going out for drinks. Who knew where the night might lead, but at least Bran could enjoy a night with a gorgeous woman. Especially a gorgeous one who fucked well and had stunning eyes.
They'd been at Verdant for about an hour at this point, drinking and dancing. And, honestly, Bran appreciated that Neo needed to use her phone to communicate because so many voices filtered in and out of his head in this place.
He'd worn his usual: black jeans, black combat boots, black shirt, and black leather bomber. "You look fucking gorgeous," Bran commented, "Just in case I forgot to tell you." He handed her another drink, though he'd been carefully monitoring because the last thing he wanted was to accidentally let her drink too much and get sick.