WHO: Felix and Jim WHAT: Jim is buying Felix a drink. WHERE: The Rabbit Hole WHEN: Tuesday evening. Around 8ish. RATING: TBD. This is Felix and Captain Kirk. So much could happen it's best not to guess. STATUS: Incomplete. NOTES: Totes put the wrong day but it has been fixed. Tuesday Evening, not Wednesday. XD Felicia is a dork.
It was a bit early to start the evening but as this was Maine and he'd just been transported here with no ifs, ands, and definitely no whys--Felix assumed a drink was just what the doctor ordered.
Or in this case, the captain.
Felix allowed the thought of the captain a little smile. He was definitely not his usual type--his usual normally being the big black men that made up a large majority of his clients back home, or the odd, nerdy types like Colin. Although Colin hadn't exactly been a type. More of an exception and if Felix was honest with himself, he missed the odd duck. He was sweet and surprisingly very hands on when it came to sex and--
Felix chastised himself. There was no good thinking on a good thing that was long gone. It had been fun while it had lasted but ever since he'd been framed for murder, Colin hadn't returned his phone calls and Felix had drowned himself in his work when he wasn't dealing with Clone Club business.
Yes. Thoughts of Colin were from there on out put on the backburner. Forever.
He let his thoughts turn to the question of the day: why in the effing hell of all that was good had they been brought to this place?
Thank God for attractive fictional-turned-real captains who agreed to buying him drinks? Well, a drink, but Felix knew his company was worth more than just one.