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Entry tags: | cerah davis, gunnar eriksson, lycan, new york new york |
Who: Gunnar and Cerah
What: Confrontation
When: Wednesday Afternoon
Where: Gunnar's Apartment
Rating: R for Language
Status: Complete
Gunnar aimed another punch at the bag. There were advantages to having a private gym in your flat. And inheriting said flat after your famous roommate goes missing, while not the best way to inherit anything, was nice, too. Of course, Gunnar hadn't been able to live there alone. Inviting Bjorn and Nikolai to live with him had been the best thing he'd done, especially since they all worked at the same place. They understood long hours and were just as respectful of his sleep as he was of theirs. Bears were crazy about their sleep, too.
Another punch. Pow. He was worried. The kidnapping had gone off without a hitch, and Valerian's Snowball was now at the Dam where he belonged. Gunnar couldn't be sure if the boy had been reunited with any family, but at least now he didn't have to bend over for a tyrannical vampire.
That wasn't what worried him. What worried him was the backlash of the Prince finding out that his favorite slave was gone. So far, it had been quiet. Eerily quiet.
Which was why when the door to the gym slammed open, Gunnar jumped like he'd been shot in the ass.