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 Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 6:35 pm
Walking into the store, it wasn't terribly busy. Spare a few elders and soccer moms with their children in tow. He followed along side the male, hand in hand, wondering where to start. Alaine listened as the male listed off a few items from the list and nodded. Following his lead, they walked past the produce and past the deli meats. The diary was two aisles over, next to all the organic foods as they soon found out. Alaine wasn't terribly picky about prices or name brands. So he merely walked alongside the male, letting him pick out whatever seemed good to him. Little by little, the basket grew more heavy with each item that was placed in it. But he didn't mind. Once the diary items were all collected, he peaked over at the male. "Alright, now what?" he asked curiously.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 6:58 pm
After a little mingling, Jean finally managed to get a seat near the front of the stage. He didn’t want Avery feeling as if he had left. Jean liked to watch his new model. The man was irritating, but his looks are what made him. He didn’t even bother finishing with the champagne as he set it aside for now. Jean usually went for beer not cheap taste.
Around him people started to take their seats as the show would be starting soon. Jean pulled his phone out checking his messages. He sighed a little more to himself. Jean was an impatient man, he didn’t wait well.
The lights were diming as Avery stood behind stage. He wore a few itchy blue sweater with a gaudy yellow stripe down the middle, along with cargo pants with too many pockets. Avery was glad he was getting paid for this or he wouldn’t be caught dead in this outfit. He felt a little crowded as a few of the other models stood near. Avery felt the woman were lucky, wearing practically nothing. He wished he would wear nothing.
Being placed second in line, behind one of the female models. She was meant to be the star, or lead model perhaps. Avery found her beauty was lacking but then again woman were never his thing.
Hearing music, things started to move along. After the introduction of the designer, Avery was soon on stage. He kept his eyes forward, as his hands were in his pocket. Avery was bad at fidgeting which is why he preferred to keep his hands out of sight. Walking down the makeshift runaway, he felt all eyes on him, however something else struck him. He barely noticed, but his eyes caught someone familiar.
Avery tried to ignore the man in the crowd, as he got to the end. Posing, he turned, walked into the middle posed again then walked back to the exit behind the stage, and posed one last time before running practically backstage. Panic struck him as he immediately went into the changing room to remove his clothes. He all but tore them off trying to keep them intact. Avery ran a hand through his hair as he stood by himself in the changing room, not wanting to leave but not wanting to stay there either.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 7:07 pm
Walking with Alaine back to the dairy cases. He looked each item over a little. Liam wasn’t sure to much about brand names not that he cared. He settled on half a dozen of eggs, a half carton of milk and a container of butter. Liam set the items into Alaine’s basket. He took note of it getting a little heavy. Liam reached over taking the basket from Alaine. ”Let me have that.” He spoke holding onto it and switching it to another hand. Liam took Alaine’s hand again, ”Next, we need sausage or bacon, which do you prefer?” He asked curiously not wanting to get something Alaine didn’t like.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 8:18 pm
【ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ,
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sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.】
The last hour was a busy one. As the last few models walked in, they were immediately ushered into make-up. Soon followed by wardrobe. Samuel, not wanting to be in the way, suggested they take their seats. The small group, left the models and their managers be. As they came around to the front of the club, it seemed the front doors were now open and invited guests were being allowed inside. Samuel finished off his drink and placed the empty glass on a passing tray. He and Nicolas helped their guests find their seats, which were not very far from their own. The two men took their seats, chatting amongst themselves while the DJ entertained the crowded with a few songs and visuals.
Several minutes passed and the room slowly filled. By ten o'clock, they were packed and ready. Samuel sat front and center with his business partner. His phone was on silent, the room was thriving with energy and he was feeling pretty pumped. The lights went on just as they practiced, casting the audience in darkness for a moment. Then, all of a sudden, the music started. Slow and quiet, the visual and stage lights slowly brightened. Within the next minute a tall female model walked out on stage. Her make-up was striking and her hair stood on end. The outfit was certainly eccentric, something right out of fashion. As the tempo picked up, the lights flashed even brighter the show began. The models came strutting out and posing for the cameras.
Behind him, cameras flashed, cheers and applause came over the music. There was an energy filling the air. One he felt coarse all through his body and down to the floor. Samuel sat back, his eyes glued to the stage, enjoying every minute of the show.
One song flowed into a another. And half an hour later the models all flooded the stage, flaunting their last outfit. The audience was on its feet, applauding and cheering. As the models went backstage for the last time, Nicolas went to take the stage. More applause, more cameras flashing. The music faded and the man was handed a microphone. "Thank you! Thank you!.....Ladies and gentlemen, I want to welcome you to Club Phoenix! My partner, Samuel Davis and I have been planning this for a little over a year. And we can not believe the turnout!!Please, Mr. Davis, said and take a bow!" Samuel stood awkwardly from his seat and smiled to the crowd then to his business partner. Sitting back down, Nicolas went on to say how much this meant to him and how very excited he was for this evening. The speech was kept short yet professional. When he finished, he took a bow and jumped off the stage.
Nicolas, came back to the Samuel grinning ear to ear. The crowd around them went to mingle and get drinks and food. All around them, the chairs disappeared and the DJ started to play more music. The club was everything they could imagine and slowly the public was allowed to trickle in. Samuel and the other business men moved away from the crowd and walked off to the VIP section on the second floor. Some of the models and their managers had also found their way there as well. Samuel sat, chatted, and shared drinks with the group around him. All the while, he took some pictures and short videos, sending them all to Micha in excited text messages about what a success tonight was.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 8:57 pm
Avery didn’t know how long he had been hiding backstage. He barely heard the audible sound of an applause, as voices picked up on stage. Avery heard Samuel’s name being mentioned, he only recognized it due to the card he had been given. He had thrown it away last night, but still remembered the name. Avery was in no mood to confront the man himself. After last night he had hoped to never see him again.
It didn’t take long for Jean to realize that something was wrong. He had gone backstage after the show to find Avery. Jean looked everywhere till he found him hiding in a changing room. ”Avery what are you doing, come out I want to introduce you to some people.” He spoke cheerfully, but underneath he was curious. Jean had never seen Avery like this before. Grabbing onto Avery he pulled him out of the changing room. He lead him back out toward the front to introduce him to the owners.
Finally making his way through the crowd, Avery was dragged along. He tried to hid a little behind Jean but it was impossible. Jean stopped near a table where a few people were sitting, including Samuel. ”Mister Giles, Mister Davis, please allow me to introduce myself. I’m Jean, one of the managers, this is my current model Avery.” He all but dragged Avery out into view for Giles and Samuel to see. Avery tried to hide behind his hair but it was not easy. Jean watched Avery smiling a little, ”Say hello.” He mumbled nudging Avery, who merely shook his head a little. Glancing up he looked over both men, ”Hello.” Avery mumbled to both men.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 9:29 pm
【ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ,
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sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.】
Samuel was in high spirits as the group sat around talking, laughing, and joking. They swapped old "war" stories of their current work and life events. It had been ages since they were last together like this. If it weren't for events such as this, Samuel was sure they would never cross paths ever again. Not because he didn't like the men, they were great people, but their business was just so different. They had just made a toast for the future success of Nicolas' business when a voice interrupted them. Samuel, along with the rest of the men, looked up to see who was talking.
Samuel wasn't surprised to see one of the managers come up, wanting to introduce himself. It was a common thing after all. The man was handsome and polite as he introduced himself. The model behind him.....not so much. Both Nicolas and Samuel stood from their seats and leaned over the table to shake hands with the men. "Nice to meet, Jean. Avery"he said. A hint of a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as Samuel shook hands with the model. He could tell from his face that this was most likely his worst nightmare right now. Samuel was also concerned about their sudden meeting. But in the presence of so many important people, he knew how to compose himself. "Gentlemen, please, join us. We were just swapping stories." Nicolas agreed and the two scooted down the booth to make room. They didn't mind allowing the two to join in. In fact, it was rather expected with so many high profile people in one room.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 9:46 pm
Seeing Samuel wasn’t shy about meeting him. He found the male was too easy. If anything he would give for Samuel to not remember but that clearly wasn’t possible. Avery soon heard Samuel speak, hearing his name. He glanced up at him, feeling a little more comfortable but just barely. Avery stuffed his hands into his pockets. He wanted nothing more than to leave, but that didn’t seem possible.
Watching as Samuel spoke about sitting down, it seemed Jean was all but interested. He thanked both men, as he pulled Avery down and pushed him beside Samuel as he took a seat at the end. Avery was not thrilled to be sitting next to Samuel, but he didn’t shy away either. He kept his eyes away from him. ”Thanks for inviting us. THe clubs looking great, I hope to hear good things about it.” Jean spoke praising the men about their club opening.
Avery tried relaxing in the seat, but it was difficult. He managed to slip his hand beneath the table as he folded them together. Avery was practically counting down the minutes before he could leave, or would be allowed to leave. He knew he would be catching his own ride tonight and not with Jean back to his place.
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 10:42 pm
【ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ,
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sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.】
Of all the places in the world to reunite, who would have thought it would have been this very club. Samuel may have been a little cruel, but he was amused by how flustered the male was. What happened to that cool, calm exterior he showed him just last night? The room was made and Samuel found himself sitting right next to the male. It took all of his strength not to burst out laughing at the male. His immature side was tempted to tease him. But he didn't want to give away to the rest of the group that he had any connections to the male. He needed to act causal. Which Avery was clearly failing at.
Samuel smiled politely as the male's manager went on to thank them and praised the club. Nicolas ate the praise right up and began talking animatedly with the male. Samuel took the opportunity to pull out his cigarettes and light up. At times like this, it didn't matter how well he paid attention, that accent of Nicolas's seemed to get stronger when he was excited. Slipping a cigarette from the half empty pack, he placed it between his lips and inhaled deeply while the rest of the group chatted. Samuel was sure to keep up with the conversation and add in his input where it was needed. Glancing towards the male, he noticed he was very uncomfortable. A little conversation wouldn't hurt. "So Avery, how long have you been modeling?" he asked casually.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Jul 20, 2017 11:26 pm
A drink was something he seriously needed. Avery caught a waiter walking by with a tray. He grabbed one of the champagne glasses. It wasn’t a dry martini but it would do. Jean seemed to be right at home with Giles. The man knew how to worm his way into any conversation. It seemed Giles was thrilled to be praised. Avery felt SAmuel’s eyes on him. He drank about half the glass as he set it down. Avery heard Samuel question him, feeling his eyes on him.
The man was sober and still annoying. Avery had wanted a quick ******** out of him not to be bothered by him again. It was clear he was not getting his wish. This had to be the worst, really but he needed to get a hold of himself. It was clear that Samuel was better at bad situations than he was.
”About six months now.” Avery spoke finally finding his voice. He drank the rest of his champagne setting the glass aside. ”And you, how long have you been promoting night clubs?” Avery asked playing along, at least pretending to be civilized.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 12:33 am
【ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ,
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sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.】
While never seeing each other again would have been ideal. It seemed the fates had other plans. Samuel eyed the male curiously. He sensed the man wanted nothing to do with him at the moment. But given the situation, neither of them had a choice. Samuel didn't really care one way or the other. Whether in business or through relationships, he'd come across plenty of people he disliked. But he knew how not to make a horse's a** of himself. He watched Jean and Nicolas chat away as he quietly smoked. Finally turning to the male, he waited for him to speak. For a moment, it seemed as though he wasn't going to answer. Samuel took another pull, paying attention to the others while Avery downed a drink.
When he did speak, he nodded politely to show he was paying attention. Samuel exhaled and leaned forward to pull an ashtray closer to him, tapping his cigarette a bit. He heard the male speak again, noting the extra polite tone. "A little more than five years. I've got my own club back in the East Hamptons." he replied.
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 1:03 am
The drink hardly helped but it was something. It wouldn’t clear the memories, but perhaps he could get something stronger later. For now he was content with where he was, although sitting beside Samuel was not it. The only reason he got this gig was because Jean made it happened. Perhaps if he had known better he wouldn’t have come. Avery didn’t want to blame Jean, it was his own fault. He had spread his legs for this man and it seemed he was uncaring.
Hearing Samuel speak about his place back in the Hamptons, he found it amusing. A curious question plagued his mind a little. ”And what about your personal life, your ‘family’ must be proud of you?” He asked, though his emphasis on family, really didn’t mean what he meant. Avery was curious how Samuel’s boyfriend would react. Let alone, would he ever know his boyfriend was a cheating a**.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 2:41 am
【ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ,
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sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.】
Perhaps the seriousness of the situation had failed to dawn on him just yet. But Samuel failed to see what the big deal was. There was no reason for the male to be so fidgety. After this was nothing more than a glorified business meeting. He learned long ago how to keep his personal life separate from his career. Why couldn't Avery do the same? Lucky for them both, none of the other members of their party seemed to have caught on to the males behavior just yet. Nicolas though, being the busy body that he was, must have heard some of the males question."No doubt they are. Don't let this one fool you. He's what you'd call "old money". The Davis name goes back at least five or six generations! He's the youngest of three sons and already made twice as much as the other two."
Samuel smirked as the male bragged like he was his own son. "You know you're doing it again, right?" he teased, switching to Russian. Nicolas merely grinned. The man didn't care and his spirits were too high to be brought down. He allowed the male to chatter on a bit longer before he brought himself back to talking Jean's ear off. But Samuel had caught the odd way the male talked about his family. No doubt, Avery gave zero ******** about his two brothers or how many generations his family had lived the "good life". With the attention turned away from them, Samuel turn his own back to Avery. "If you're referring to my lover, he honestly could give a damn about my business." And that was the truth. Samuel knew good and well how Micha felt about his money, his business. It was farthest from their minds when they together. Who needed to talk shop when there was greasy diner food to enjoy, conversations that could last for hours, and adventures in the city awaiting them.
While currently it seemed bothersome, Samuel was not worried about Micha finding out about his one night stand. Not when Micha was halfway across the globe, going about his own life. And most certainly not when there would be plenty of time between now and when he had to go back home. This was just the start of his business trip. Avery was just a passing fling in a drunken haze. While Avery sat here talking like a big, Samuel's marks would heal. His skin would be clear by the time he went home, Avery would be a distant memory, and the whole thing would be exactly where it needed to be. In. The. Past.
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Pure Acid Dreamer Captain
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 2:51 pm
Money was everything, even if it wasn’t his money. However Avery was into the idea of black mailing, he wasn’t willing to bet on this man before him. Rich men always had the same attitude, that they owned everything and didn’t care about anyone. He glanced as Giles spoke about Samuel being from old money. The idea piqued his interest but not enough to care. Avery watched as Samuel spoke in a tongue he was not familiar with. He after all only spoke French and English.
Avery relaxed into the seat beside Samuel, as Giles went back to speaking with Jean. The male was only interested in business unlike him. He smiled as Samuel brought up his lover. Avery smirked a little lightly, ”Business yes, but what about personal matters..I can only assume beneath the exterior the marks are still there.” He spoke teasing and testing Samuel, referring to the marks he had made against him last night. After all he had his own share, Jean had been curious about but didn’t question him.
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 5:24 pm
【ᴡᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ,
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sᴏ ᴡᴇ ᴍᴜsᴛ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇғᴜʟ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴇɴᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ.】
Samuel watched the male curiously as Nicolas opened his big mouth. The reactions to his linage were always interesting. Most were shocked that he belonged to such a successful linage. While others were intimated and hopeful to take a few notes from him on business. Then there was Micha. Not a single care was given about his family or wealth. All they needed was each other. Samuel didn't care that the male didn't understand when switching languages. It wasn't meant for him. Nicolas was fairly fluent in the language and usually caught on to his jokes. The conversations shifted and Samuel finished his cigarette. He stubbed out the butt in the ashtray and sat back feeling rather content. The males voice drew him back to their conversation. What exactly was he getting at? For someone that had only been interested in a one night stand, he sure was chatty about his affairs back home. "So what if they are. What's your point?" he replied curiously.
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xDarkWinterx Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jul 21, 2017 11:22 pm
Love it was something he didn’t involve himself in. He didn’t believe in love but he did enjoy ruining it. Avery watched as smoke billowed in the air between Samuel and him. He wasn’t a smoker, the stuff was nauseating to taste, but he didn’t mind it on Samuel. Avery watched as Samuel stubbed it out in the astray. He took note of Samuel’s calm exterior. The man had practice, he didn’t have. Avery smiled as Samuel questioned him. ”Nothing, just that it must be easy for you to feel no guilt...Are you going to face your lover with lies?” He spoke finding that, love was complicated, and it was very amusing to see that Samuel said he loved his boyfriend, but then again where was the love.
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