Who: Dante, Victor What: Hot tub time!!! When: May 21th Where: Outside, in the hot tub Rating: PG13-R. Depending on what you find offensive.
Dante had been having a lot of hard days. The business in his sweet shop had increased ten-fold and there had even been talks of having him do a guest spot on the news, which he was really nervous about. It wasn't that he was scared of being on T.V., it was more that he didn't want to make a fool of himself. He knew how to make chocolate like a madman, but make chocolate on National Television? Yeah, that sounded terrible, but regardless, if given the opportunity, he would take it. Besides, he was a better cook than Rachel Ray, anyway.
Dante sighed as he pushed the door open with his hip, being careful to not spill his glass of Rex Goliath Pinot Noir. He slowly walked to the unoccupied hot tub and dropped his towel on the ground and revealed a rather small metallic silver bikini. It was borderline inappropriate, but it was the only swimsuit that he had. The bag he brought outside with him was dropped gently to the ground. The recessed lighting made faint reflections before his body was slowly submerged into the hot tub. A sigh of relief exited his lips before he took a sip on his glass of wine.
His sparkly blond hair was pulled back into a small ponytail behind his head, that was reclined backwards. Dante's eyes closed slowly, in relaxation. He inhaled and exhaled slowly