Brian Kinney (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} b_kinney) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality, |
"Then it sucks," Brian said, chuckling. "I'm not really into private. Don't get me wrong, I can be private on occasion, but there's nothing like the thrill of a backroom, the sounds and smell of sex all around you, having everyone's eyes on you, knowing that you are the best in there and everyone wants to go on their knees for you or just want to be you. And not because of who your parents are," he added, because he was sure that Thomas got plenty of that too, but it was different.
He got up, and got out of the building. The house was blissfully empty, which was expected. No one missed a party for Savannah unless they were bed ridden. "Your room. I have condoms if you want, but they don't work. They are mostly for show with the locals, only reasons I have them. So if you have something, if you think you might have something, if you even suspect you might have something, this is the time to share." He pulled out a small bag with some pills from his jeans pocket. "Also I'm told that I'm not supposed to share, but these are some fucking crazy E. The shit they have here is a lot stronger."