Who: Damien Thorn and Paul Denton When: Afternoon, shortly after this Where: Shreveport apartments What: Giving cigs and being friendly. Very friendly. Rating: High, for adult situations
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True to his word, Damien Thorn had left his room and now stood outside the apartments, leaning near the front doors to the building's lobby. He was dressed nicely as usual, nice clean clothes, dark slacks and jacket, light shirt, navy blue tie. He also had a pack of Marlboro cigarettes in his coat pocket. Those were often handy. He wasn't a smoker. Other people were, though. So when a person walks up and asks to borrow a smoke? He always has one ready. And of course there were impressionable people who he found easy to tempt with them after a while of prodding. Only once, just try it once and you can quit anytime. It's not so bad, when the taste is gotten used to. Everyone is doing it. You're stressed, sweetie, just try it and you'll feel better. And other such ploys he could use. And of course it was a lit about not being hooked, but he was usually long gone before the addictions set in. But this time now? It was apparent that this Paul didn't mind a smoke. And so Damien would oblige him.
It would of course, be free of charge. At least as far as money was concerned. That was one way to make a friend, he thought. Just give something away. Ask for nothing in return. Well, not right this moment, at least. He could be payed in other ways. Perhaps he would need a favor or assistance later on. It could be repaid in any number of ways. There was always a price for everything. But first he had to meet the other man, see what type of person he was. So here he stood by the doors, turning the pack over and other in his hands as he waited for Paul to show himself...