eternal_gray (eternal_gray) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2010-07-31 01:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | abby sciuto, dorian gray |
WHO: Dorian and Abby
WHEN: After this
WHERE: Ridgeway Spa
WHAT: Dorian bumps into Abby after his rather evenful massage appointment
RATING: TBD
STATUS: Incomplete
Dorian slipped out of the door to the massage room, his tie still hanging loose around his neck. His usually perfect ivory cheeks were flushed still, but he quickly cleared his throat and gathered himself. Be it far beyond Dorian to appear flustered in any situation. Besides, he had work in only a few short hours and he needed to be flawless, as usual, if he wanted to earn enough money to get him back on his way to wealth. He hated having to scrimp. He hadn't realised quite how dependant on his money he had been until he had arrived here without it.
Dorian lifted a hand to run through his glossy brown hair, straightening the mussed up strands. His black coat hung open, his leather gloves sticking out of the pockets. Still, despite his slightly dishevelled look, Dorian was, as alway, the epitomy of handsomeness. The colour in his cheeks bought out the copper tones in his dark brown hair and his eyes were, if possible, an even darker, more luscious brown than normal.
Straightening his coat, he began to do up the buttons. He couldn't be bothered to sort his tie out. It would have to wait until he got back to his cabin. But at least once the coat was buttoned up against the cold outside it would be barely noticable.