#p:travis

She’d spent a while on the dress, going though loads of different options before settling on the one she’d chosen. She’d ordered it online and while it was custom made she still was slightly worried that it wouldn’t fit. Luckily that wasn’t the case and it fit like a dream, tight in all the right places and loose in others. 

She’d elected to meet Travis there, rather than him coming to her place or vice versa since at the moment that’d made the most sense in her head. This would be fun...it had to be right. The thing that she’d forgotten when inviting him was that this was a supernatural party and other supernaturals would be here.... what if even one of them reveled themselves to Travis? She’d have a mess of explaining to do and she wasn’t quite ready to tell him.

So here she stood, waiting next to the door and praying this night would go well. Even if it didn’t she had a forgetting spell right? She could easily make it as if this night never happened but that seemed wrong somehow to force someone to forget their own memories. She swallowed hard, then things would just have to go right. 

Since the night at his house while the relationship felt more secure the woman still lurked in her mind. Who was she? She’d spent the past few nights unable to sleep, wondering about her. She’d eventually ask just not tonight. She was so caught up in her thoughts that she didn’t hear footsteps behind her.

Carmine had been down for most of the day, an uneasy feeling refusing to leave. He had thought about calling Ashley and getting things rolling with the Intervention, but every single time he tried all he could do is see Travis' face. Angry and hurt that Carmine would do something like this behind his back. Not that much trust was left between them at all by this point. How far the two had fallen was enough to make his heart heavy. Maybe a shower and nap would help him get his mind together. Going into Drew's apartment he looked around and almost called out for the man until he realized he had taken the guy Jameson to L.A. Another situation Carmine was going to have to look into. He didn't know why, but something about the guy rubbed him the wrong away. Going in he nearly stepped on the yellow envelope marked with his name. Bending down to pick it up he looked at it confused before opening it.

A hard punch to his stomach as he saw Travis bent over with that guy from the 11th floor fucking him very enthusiastically from behind. Something Travis didn't seem to mind at all. The shock had quickly turned to rage and after trying to call Travis he had sent an angry text. Demanding to see him and had gotten no response in return. Throwing the photos to the ground he wanted to destroy something and was a second away from picking up the nearest fragile item when his eyes caught sight of the writing on the back. Picking it back up he read it "Basement of Tommy's Pizza". Is that where they were hooking up, and was Travis showing him this to throw it in his face. If that's how he wanted to play it, then fine. After beating this dude to a pulp he'd finally let Travis see the man Carmine used to be.

Grabbing his keys he left and practically sprinted the few blocks. Surveying the place and seeing an opening that must have lead to the basement. Going down he could see a light in the distance. Turning the corner he stopped in his tracks when he took in the sight before him. Travis, his Travis, atop the guy from the pictures. Wrapped up in plastic and blood....so much blood.

Dan honestly thought Travis wouldn't pull through with Dalton. Maybe it was his need to see the guy hurt combined with Dan's pessimistic attitude, but after what the bastard did to him Dan wanted Dalton to experience something worse than death and he was damn sure going to be the one to give it to him. The fact that it was a cop's hand only made it better and the irony of the situation that much richer. If Travis could pull this off Dan had no problem letting the guy go to live his life.

Olivia had only ever had one drink in her entire life, and that was an accidental sip of her mom's wine that looked like grape juice. She had always had chances to have alcohol, at all the parties she had gone to and at every event she had ever been invited to. Those all had some sort of champagne or wine or beer that she could try, but she never did take one. There was just something about the whole drinking thing and doing things you wouldn't normally do that wasn't too appealing to Olivia. But, there had always been something in the back of her mind telling her that she should try it and just let go for once in her life. And now she had the chance to do that, and part of her wanted to take it. And that part of her was taking over.

It had been a miserable night for Carmine. No two ways about it and it was only made worse with having to work the next day knowing Travis was there and not being able to go and talk to him. Not that he didn't want to. The half dozen times he passed his lab was a testament to that. It's why he knew that he and Travis had to get pass this. Carmine knew he had been a dick and had taken his own anger and frustrations out on the one guy who didn't deserve it.

Carmine had one thing on his mind since the moment he drove back into the city and towards the Chelsea.He had thought about calling Travis to let him know he was on his way,but thought it better to just surprise him. Pulling into the parking garage he quickly parked his car and grabbed his bag before making his way towards the entrance and up to he and Travis' apartment.

Unlocking the door he made his way inside and towards Travis' room with careful steps. Not wanting to be discovered and have the whole thing ruined. The shape of Travis' body under the covers made heat rise in his stomach and kicking off his shoes he undid his pants and pulled them,along with his boxers down and off. Toeing off his socks and taking off his shirt before crawling in bed with the man and spooning him from behind.

It had been almost two weeks since their last interaction, and Maddie still wasn't sure why exactly she'd agreed to this date with Travis. Because, really, that's what it was -- a date. There was no other way around it, and that just pissed her off even more. She'd been compelled by his stupidly charming good looks, kicked-puppy dog expression and earnest attitude, when usually, even sad films or adorable babies and the other shit other girls cried over repulsed her. God. Maybe she was getting soft after all. 

He'd disappeared off the face of the Earth shortly after that, and it had been odd, especially as she'd grown accustomed to catching glimpses of him around campus all the time. Between her classes and busy schedule and all the other crap she had going on, she'd allowed herself to wonder where he was, if his departure had anything to do with her. Then, just as she had almost forgotten about their arranged meeting, he'd shown up again as if nothing had happened, and she'd realised quite involuntarily that yes, she had felt his absence in the time they hadn't spoken. That part of her, however, was something she was quick to repress.

There was no way around it; Maddie was sure for as long as she was studying at Daleton, she was never going to get used to the climate. Sure, it had warmed up considerably since the fucking snow attack a week back, but it was somewhere in the mid forties today and as an East coast native, that still came strictly under the category of 'freezing my bits off'. The brunette had been avoiding Cafe Robust for the past few days now, and even though the drinks weren't great for the prices being demanded, she was ready to commit bloody murder with her frozen little fingers for a hot chocolate right about now. Still, avoiding her current seemed like the best course of action presently, and so she opted for one of the less popular food destinations on campus instead.