Mayah Playah
Greed
"Everyone's got a price,"
"Kid, huh? You must've been waiting to use that line," Greed noted as he followed the artist inside, glancing around. This was the first time he actually got a chance to look at Sandy's home. Lots of art supplies, expensive ones too. Art with plenty of value, but the rest of the furniture and decorations weren't that lavish. A guy that wasn't held down by money. Well, for someone that made as much as he does, that is. Everyone needs luxury only money can buy.
Turning back to Sandy, a golden air flared around Greed's body. "So. How do you want it? You seemed to like when I was rough last time," he commented while unbuttoning his shirt.
"And baby, I'm not lookin' unless you're on sale."
"Everyone's got a price,"
"Kid, huh? You must've been waiting to use that line," Greed noted as he followed the artist inside, glancing around. This was the first time he actually got a chance to look at Sandy's home. Lots of art supplies, expensive ones too. Art with plenty of value, but the rest of the furniture and decorations weren't that lavish. A guy that wasn't held down by money. Well, for someone that made as much as he does, that is. Everyone needs luxury only money can buy.
Turning back to Sandy, a golden air flared around Greed's body. "So. How do you want it? You seemed to like when I was rough last time," he commented while unbuttoning his shirt.
"And baby, I'm not lookin' unless you're on sale."