Brody - Blog Posts

eyes forward and a confident strut led ophelia through the crowd of waiting patrons to the front of the line at opulence. she never had to wait in line and as friendly as she was she always tried avoiding eye contact with those that had to. she had almost made it when familiar face made it into her line of sight. the brunette stopped and quirked an amused brow, "ouch, turned away at the door. but don't worry brody, not everyone thinks you have a forgettable face" she mused teasingly, "well let's hear it then, make me an offer i simply can't refuse."

status : — closed for @opheliabinici

location : — outside opulence

“ For  the  third  time  man,  it’s  Kingston.  Brody  Kingston.  I  literally  dj’ed  here  like,  two  weeks  ago.  You  really  don’t  remember?  Check  the  list  again.  I’m  always  on  it. ”  The  bouncer  shakes  his  head  and  swats  his  hand  at  Brody,  who  stumbles  out  of  the  line  onto  the  pavement,  frustrated.  “ Fuck, ”  he  mutters,  passing  the  waiting  crowd  until  he  spots  a  face  he  knows,  instantly  brightening.  His  luck  might  be  turning  around  tonight  after  all.  “ Hey  you,  got  a  favor  to  ask.  I’ll  make  it  worth  it. ”