#amareillmare

ulysses sighed, closing the doors behind him and giving himself a second to relax the tension in his muscles. at last, he had some time for himself. he turned around with a grin, having made sure amare was waiting for him.

"a drink?" he offered, walking towards the cupboard left for him with drinks he had replaced for ones from home. he was friendly, he was charming but they were in a strange land and the intentions behind their invitation still left open to interpretation. there was money to be made, but that had never meant trusting where it came from for ulysses.