Sean Allen (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} eternalearth) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} paxletalelogs,@ 2011-09-28 22:57:00 |
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Who: Luc and Sean.
What: Luc needs some relaxation, and he heard a rumor. Pt2
Where: Sean's Apartment
When: Tuesday, September 27, 2011. A little before lunch.
Warnings: Luc is sober..er. Ish. This could be bad good?
Notes: Idk.
"Hey, you deserve every penny of that money and more for dealing with Brittney the Bitch, don't worry! To my place! What's nice is that I don't exactly have to give you directions." Sean suddenly wondered how clean his apartment was, and then he wondered why he even cared. He didn't think Luc was the type to mind a bit of a mess, and if he was, he was sure that he'd be forgiven.
Once they made it to Sean's apartment, Sean unlocked his door, letting Luc in. "Make yourself at home." His apartment was simple, furniture he had found for cheap on craigslist or had been given from friends or clients here and there. His couch is a tanish color, and none of the wood matched. The coffee table was a light, almost white wood, whereas the end tables were a dark cherry wood, and the music tower was a medium brown tone. Against a wall on the way to the kitchen, there was a little alter table with fresh flowers, candles and a statue of Buddha. As Sean walked passed it, he nodded to the statue, giving him his thanks and went into the bedroom, kicking off his sandals, letting them land wherever they might. "I just have to find the extra Zafu and Zabuton I keep around here. Help yourself to anything in the fridge or cabinets."